That smile leaves me weak. That laugh makes me believe i am ice cream and i try to stand still. I love the way you make me hate you. I like it when you scratch my world, when you drive me out of my head. I love when you call me bitch, when you say you'd love to hurt me and you love me after that. Our crimes are perfect. Our sins are even more perfect. Nobody knows them. Nobody really knows us.
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Saudades de passar por aqui!
É sempre bom ler boas coisas da vida acontecendo, com pessoas que amamos!
Bjs!
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