You and I (on hold)
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Última atualização sex, mai 29, 2015
Have you ever wondered what story are in the stars? Maybe they tell the story of two star crossed lovers, or the exciting life of an undercover agent, maybe even the story of unfortunate events with killing,and sadness.
sometimes when I'm feeling lonely I go and lay on my roof and look up at the stars and ask them questions ,crazy I know, but they do know and they do listen and they sometimes do help.
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