today there were no exit, there was no desire or heart to it only remaining very tired and lazy like doing all day ..
which is the limit for my memories, let few people into my life? because any kind of feeling, for me, is capped, you can not love endlessly, and you can not find "the" person, again and again, I've fallen many times, but loved, to a very few, not las palabras Mismas podría regale everyone in podría hacerles feel that each destination as tiene promesa, la realidad, ni podría dejar UNOS that many mi cuerpo y toquen me as though there existed acaricien una Eternidad después de eso ..
(...) Sex is a choice, love is luck.
Love is thinking, theorem, Sex is imagination, fantasy
Love is divine, sex is animal
Love is forever, also
Sex Sex is good ... Love is ... well
Love without sex is friendship, sex without love, it will be a
Love, Sex is two
Sex before depois
Love Sex vin
two outros, e vai embora, Love vin of nós, e é isso delay
Love, Sex é aquilo, e coisa e and such and such ... coisa ...
take me a matter of the coffee and dream until the day I open my box and start what I hope to see the other side, or not.
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