Sometimes I wonder if the person I fell in love with is who you really are.
If I could see your true colours, I have a feeling they would be blue.
Like your room.
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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- I wonder.
- Funny, beautiful, sad and true.
- Nothing left.
- Bathe.
- Persona.
- My mind.
- room.
- Mold.
- elephant.
- Kissing.
- we create our own fatalities.
- Tired.
- i'll climb the tree if you climb the tree.
- Listen.
- sounds of love.
- Old words.
- Stupid universe.
- linking apart.
- in time.
- Pre-shoot.
- Really.
- the dream you.
- My Portuguese shelf.
- here.
- loving two.
- New music.
- Time.
- Creepy guys.
- Advice.
- Baby, take off your cool. I wanna see you.
- like mother.
- through my mother's eyes.
- Practice Pheasant.
- Thank god.
- "I don't have inspiration to be romantic anymore."
- Seeds.
- Clark Gable and a hospital.
- black and white words of wisdom.
- all i need.
- not.
- Done.
- Me in dreams.
- Horoscope.
- Thoughtful.
- the universe doesn't send signs to waste our time.
- grandparents on forgiveness.
- you sent this.
- Where I stand.
- "Marry him. No. Just have his babies. Fuck marriag...
- So cute I can't help but smile.
- rain and snow.
- Fate.
- rippled rain.
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November
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They'd be white. Like your room.
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