BOTTLES FOR HIGH ✥
All roads that I followed brought me here, I'll celebrate and show I have never regretted.
Many stones in the way, I learned to dodge. I caught all of them, make my future home. Not counting the holes made to bring you down.
I use good idea to cover cement type. Never be overcome by the ardor of fatigue, nor by those who try to confuse my steps.
But here today to head up, movin my way, in the middle of this Cold War.
Felizes são aqueles que além de amigos são namorados.
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O Brasil não precisa do IBGE pra dizer a quantidade de analfabetos que existem no país, basta só acessar o Facebook.
aquela mania contraditória de querer carinho o tempo todo e ao mesmo tempo odiar muito grude: tenho.