The Wild. The Passional. The Cruel. The Lovable.
joi, 15 octombrie 2009
she's only happy in the sun
when everything around is dead, her heart stays the same. a rebel without rebellion, a talker without words, a walker without legs, an astronaut without spaceship, a cry without tears, an object without shade. but at least she's happy that way.
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