4 de octubre de 2011

How? When? .

How we end up this way? See me nerviously pulling of my clothes and trying to look busy and your doing your best to avoid me ..
I'm starting to think one day I tell the story of us, how I was losing my mind when I saw you here but your held your pride like I should've held me ..




I'm scared to see the ending, WHY ARE WE PRETENDING this is NOTHING? . 


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Buenos Aires, Argentina
22, pisciana. Traductora en camino, proyecto de cantante. "I'll wreck myself and begin anew."

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