quinta-feira, 27 de dezembro de 2007
On hold
I grew up in a place where we had to look in the mirror every day and think of every thing we shouldn’t do.
The big castle was full of stars and they, just like the snow flakes, all melted in the summer.
I liked the years we didn’t have summer!
‘As pure as it can be’. That was her go.
No summer and lots of snow flakes to throw in the river.
Emmy
By the time she started fucking him it was September and she didn’t care about he red dress any more.
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