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Ventania

Na margem certa da vida, a esquerda.

Ventania

Na margem certa da vida, a esquerda.

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Sometimes I scare the crap out of myself. Sometimes I just feel like I don't care about tomorrow or the consequences or the implications or the most assured tears that will role over my face.


 


Sometimes I think I might just threw it all away for one kiss. My "kingdom". My serenity, and knowledge and proverbial common sense, and maturity, and my so precious wisdom. It could all blow in my hands. It's not like it would be a first. All for just one stupid kiss. That's how it all starts. A stupid kiss.


 


So could you kiss me already?


 


(There, it's out. Now nevermind I've said it.)