Cloudy Sunset. Dark Future.
The city breathing, the people churning... The conversating, the price is... what?!
duminică, 12 iunie 2011
Away and yet, close.
It feels like coming back to you each and every time. How do I stop this insane feeling? I don't think I can make it to the end, but you should dissipate, to help me understand.
Leave, go away.
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