Dejemos de brillar para que lo puedan hacer nuestras estrellas.
Per aspera ad astra.
Post hoc ergo propter hoc.
Look out to the future but it tells you nothing, so take another breath.
When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.
Love is a pop song, sadness a poetry.
- Magnolia, Fiore
- JoinedSeptember 26, 2016
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