otrdiena, 2012. gada 4. decembris

it's not me, it's you.


There is a person who hands wisdom. He is unpretentious and charming. He speaks to me rarely but when he does…I wish it never ends. He gives me persuasion of true loyalty and belief of truly harmonious relation between two people.

I sense romantic vibes and unattainable longing. Boomerang of exquisiteness, concord, faithfulness and esteem.

Poor girl with high standards. I wish…oh, just for a small kiss. 

Agnes. 

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