Just an ordinary girl
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Last published Thu, Jan 24, 2019
Mit, miért, hol és hogyan.. milliónyi kérdés kavarog bennem és keresem a miértjüket. Nem tudok többet mondani mert ezt látni és értelmezni kell a megértéséhez pedig még én sem értem. Vicces nem? Olyanok mintha polaroidok lennének az életemből de nem tudod a helyes sorrendet, viszont én igen de én sem értem miért ez a sorrend. Én vagy a világ tébolyodott meg?
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