viernes, 6 de enero de 2012

You make me lose control.

 love iu.
That came so suddenly, like a wave of fresh air. As this glass of water that you drink a drink after hours without tasting a single drop. As that cold air touches you face when you say the heat. Since the money to the poor, the beggar's house and methadone to addicts. Fuck it!, I can compare it with many things, but I can never get to explain this madness that fills me with happiness. I'm jumping the rules, I approach the forbidden, and yet... I am well pleased. I can I dare to say that even I am proud to follow my heart without thinking about collateral damage. Why we are like a car, we don't cover damage to third parties...

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