domingo, 25 de enero de 2009

I love the sound of a camera taking a photo, and the smell of fabio's skin, I love music like a girl can love his pet. i love my mom and my friends, i love watchimg a movie at 3 am, thinking of what would happen if i were in that movie. i love reading that book that i dont even understand, by that person i wont ever met. i love writing those words that i like someone to tell me and listening to that song that i know he wont dedicate me. Running under the cold rain and screaming like a child, having more and more piercings and go out proud, there's no reason to be ashamed.

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