26 de febrero de 2012

Cry me out.


You’ll have to cry me out, the tears that I’ll fall, means nothing at all. It’s time to get over yourself. Baby, you ain’t all that. Maybe, there’s no way back, you can keep talking but, baby, I’m walking away.-

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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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