December 2011
Io non ti prometto storie di passioni da copione...
Como puedes vivir?
we can stay all night listening to the sound of your lonely beating of your heart breaks down to me, feeling alone. no more wasting time. you’re being soft again, I know. Come out to night, dry off your eys, don’t let it show!
Anonymous asked: :/
Me estoy volviendo loco
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before, she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect, you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be...
MIERDA.
Anonymous asked: seriously dude? wreck this journal?