And the seventh thing I hate most, that you do, you make me love you
Friendship must be lucid and love is blind. He who doesn't see his friend's flaws doesn't value him, and he who doesn't see his loved one's flaws doesn't love him anymore.
MGT
dead mosquito on wings and feathers poems
Alice Ruiz
Save Your Tears
The Weeknd
I know how to return: the colors of my autumn draw paths.
Yberê Libera
(Red roses) Road of thorn Sacrificing myself in the face of shyness To be by your side At that opportune moment The heart beats fast In a simple ge...
Diony Peroli