sábado, 2 de abril de 2011

A picture which i don't look like a retard.





I don't talk with you, and i don't know why exactly.

It's hard for obscure reasons.

You are pretty... pretty.

Like the music says:

"You are beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to me"


But that does not apply to this situation, cause you are beautiful, and you CAN mean a lot to me.

I wish i can say i'm sorry... but i don't feel nothing.

And i don't know why too.

So, i spend a night, looking for some picture which i don't look like a retard.

Trying to gather courage to...

Try my luck with you.

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