December 2009
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And...
– St. Augustine (via vild) (via orientaltiger)
Don’t answer to my questions with questions, because I am learning to be how you want me to. And so far, I’ve learned to reply you with statements other than rethoric, and that you wear the thirty-four shoe size, and that in Brazil the number is not the same, and that my friend Francisca that went to the hairdresser yesterday should have cut his forehead hair at her place.
So,...
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