| I am a tree, The wind that whispers at you hear, The cold that makes you shiver. I am the Winter of you thoughts, The Summer of your heart. Sometimes myself, sometimes I'm not. A traveller without horse, a dreamer without wings. Even being strange, I am ME! |







ainda por cima num taxi
quase me mataste de susto
estava a ir para a rede expresso para ir para o porto.
fui lá a uma visita de estudo e aproveitei e estive com o meu home.
estás boa?
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Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun and baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun
I just felt so many things when I saw your work.
Liked it
Keep doing it =3
8D
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some men are like chocolate
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