Monday, September 11, 2006

When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
.

Entende?

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Glosoli me faz viajar muito longe...
Mas pra ser sincera, eu nunca estive por aquí mesmo!
Saudade.
Quer morar comigo?
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

me fez sorrir.

3:30 AM

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