Não existe amor a toa.

segunda-feira, 5 de abril de 2010


I´m so sick of you tonight.

You never stay awake when i get home.

Something wrong with me?

Something wrong with you?

When i was young i played a game that love and hapiness were the same.

Now i´m older and i don´t play.

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