Plagiarism is not advisable. You'll hear a gunshot if we see it happening anywhere.
I wish you’ve never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never became my world. The problem is you are. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t love you. The problem is I do.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

No one really knows our heartaches.


No one has the right to judge us because no one really knows what we have been through. They may have heard about our stories, but they never did once felt what we felt in our hearts.

Written with ,
Rafael.

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