please don't tell me that I'm dreaming, when all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you. ♥
domingo, março 21
sábado, março 6
if I could gather up the nerve
I'd put my feelings into words.
and if I weren't so young or stupid or restless,
I might be able to just soon forget this.
I might be able to just soon forget this.
just forget this.
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