Sunday, 21 August 2011

When we collide...


Like dynamite...

How can I concentrate, when you keep doing backflips?

I tried to do handstands for you, got bruises on my knees for you...

'Cuz you'd tear us apart, with all the thing you don't like. But you can't understand, that I won't leave...'

I am the sea...

'In her own creepy world, there's a girl, there's a girl...'

Sky kissed daisys...

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