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shot me with his election

Love is a form of very beautiful and at the same time terribly ugly. It
breeze.
That scream.
is silence.
I spent hours waiting. With bated breath. For you.
And Nothing.
love the people and at the same time loneliness.
is jarring.
It's joy.
I despair. Invariably.
Love is the fulfillment of dreams and everyday life.
It's you. And I
.
and foggy morning.
Love is honesty and the worst of lies.
Love is life and death, O Lord God.
That night. I
morning.
It is the day.
and sunset.
Love is all what is unknown and known. And better, and worse. At the same time.


can not change as much as I wanted to. I can not again do not feel like it.
nozzle watching again from the wound bleeds my heart.
I know well, my dear boy, that left me bleeding on the sidewalk.
with a ring on her finger. Invalid ring for you, immature, childish, made of liquorice. Donated to the school for fun. Without romance. For me.
There will be passion. There will be no poklasków. Neither the princess and the prince. Again, the
gone. Go ahead enjoy your faces.
Just do not know what this struggle, this heroism. Is it all a beautiful game? Przyznałabym that outstanding. Oscars.
Or I'm so naive.
Because I thought it would be a hero, the prince of fucking story. Fairy tale, whose ending I know perfectly. Princess loses and everyone else to win. Chosen to head up, looking her straight in the face of it will laugh. As the garbage.
it too you know? It's you. Maybe you tried to change but it is still Ty. Race
So to those who "always help you" stay and fight. Do not know if you were able to love and that I loved. Yours - The one that can hurt, it rarely elected.

Now I'm going to nightmares. Good night!