Quiero tener mi propia casa, sentirme fastidiada y tirarme a la cama, sentirte a mi lado y mirar al techo, voltear y ver tu cara. Quiero dormir todo el tiempo. Estar en tus brazos y morir si es necesario....
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This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. These lungs are empty, these eyes are blind. This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. But I'm here.. </3
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This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. These lungs are empty, these eyes are blind.
This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. But I'm here.. </3