The truth is never far

 

and coming from you slights the thing, the strange, sweet and beautiful thing.

The thing that was and is travelling in a van in never before travelled lands of love. 

But how could the wall let the secret pass through the door being the truth of the thing love and treasure pleasure?

Well, there was a voice, Tinker Bell voice that was whispering things through her intima's thoughts and that little roof. 

I knew, Tinker Bell was talking, telling, I was listening to her, I read her lips and saw her face expressions and gestures.

People know now that the thing is solid. Not only one thing but two things and solid.

He opened the door and run out to hide himself in the garden because of the guilty treasure that he felt and feels.

The second thing, the come back, drank a glass of something and snuggled up in the truth.

He loves the thing and most of all the lovely and beautiful Tinker Bell.

Here is the thin line between love and hate.

One loves the King, the other hates.

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A Vanda era uma amiga minha e estudava na mesma escola que eu.

Ciclo Preparatório de Massamá

A few weeks ago he said that it was true and now is coming back to the same answer, I said enough.

Strange, weird

Coffee water

A shameless feelin

No, no how

Time and it gets smooth and better

and things went all wrong