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Non riesco a trovarti nel corpo steso accanto al mio. || Traduzione italiana; copyright © to F-utureal 2015 ||

"To the girl with the blue hair: Hi :)" In which a girl takes notice of the girl with the blue hair. girlxgirl The image used in the cover was something I found on google images not that talented.

you were red. you liked me cause I was blue. you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky. and you decided, maybe purple was for you.

how bad can a good girl get?

Rebelde. Chica de Nirvana, chica de cabello corto, chica de botas militares, chica de ropa negra, chica de shorts rotos, chica delineador, chica de tatuajes, chica rebelde como pocas. Chica como Kira. Perfecta. Chica de música clásica, chica de cabello largo, chica de tacones, chica de ropa rosa, chica de vestidos, chica de rubor, chica uñas de colores, chica perfecta como muchas. Chica como Ariana. Una delincuente. Una tierna chica de ciudad. Una chica de motos. Una chica de limusinas. Una chica de familia problemática. Una chica de perfecta relación con sus padres. No son compatibles. No se parecen en nada. Pero eran polos opuestos y según las leyes de la física. Deberían estar pegados cuales imanes. Sin embargo, la perfecta se alejará, y por mera diversión la rebelde se acercará. ¿Preparado para saber qué pasa cuando chocas a dos polos opuestos?

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Where did u go

Could we pretend that we’re in love? When our words match, they is nothing more to do

Sex, money, and power. That's all that motivates anyone anymore. Especially those who have all three. They become greedy, selfish monsters who will do anything to get and keep what they want. That's why I rebel. My comrades made me their leader, though I never wanted the position to begin with. But now I see them as more than just my comrades. We are brothers and sisters in this fight. The fight to be free of those who would cause us harm, those who oppress the minds of the innocent by keeping them too intoxicated to see straight. People like Harry.

My grandma told me to fall in love with someone's eyes because they're eyes never change. If you fall in love with their eyes you'll be in love forever.

"i wrote you a song." subwaylrh | 2015 | All rights Reserved

where Elle loves Michael and Michael loves feeling loved *** Badlands Series: Book One