
The poetry of last night keep going, i remember, this is poetry! so funny. so cute anyway.
Oh well hai, appear in my dreams, and dosnt go anywhere when i wake up, i mean, the moments, the feelings, the shit, the luvly and exiting shit. I migh be seriously thinking that im gonna have to do something bout it. And the changes, always make the people to freak out, havent they? I guess... lets freak out then :)
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