Heartbeats And Memories <3
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Ostatnia publikacja czw., sty 12, 2017
Uhm...Here are some random stuff, I guess. I don't really know what to put in here but I think there will be some poetry. I was actually forced to do this ._. Not really forced but some guy wanted me to do it. I'll gladly kill him after I publish this ^-^
"As long as my heart is beating and yours as well, our dream is still living. But when the hearts die, the dream fades into the hearts of another couple of idiots. " -Ice Cream
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