London calls me a stranger


lunes, 21 de mayo de 2012 14:18 | permalink | comment
It's been this way since we were young, we'll fight and then make up, I'll breathe your air into my lungs, when I feel your touch..






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Bianca, 17.
My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.


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