Every beat of my heart ;

21:59,

Sunday, 14 November 2010

{ ♥ }

Rose elle a vécu. Have all beautiful things sad destinies?

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I don't quite know what to do now.

If I must laugh then I suppose some part of me must have died. But only fools have this kind of determination.

Back then, it was November, too.

'Cause I got some intuition, or maybe I'm superstitious
But I think you're a pretty sweet pill that I'm swallowing down.

With /♥