lips were at my ears while you breathed the stories of mine
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
tough cookie
A new beginning. Something that I can really sink my teeth in.
Skipping a few of my favourite indulgences tonight. and think about things that matter. Set it free. If it comes back, its yours. If not it wasn't meant to be.
A new beginning. Something that I can really sink my teeth in.
Skipping a few of my favourite indulgences tonight. and think about things that matter. Set it free. If it comes back, its yours. If not it wasn't meant to be.
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