the person becomes more imperfect than perfect, love is to look inside without knowing what's out, Love is wanting to be close even when you're not far, love is starting to like things that never endured only because he loves , love is to have attitudes without ever caring about what others will think, love is just love ! ♥
quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011
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