bastards don't teach you life lessons.

it feels like i'm speachless, although i have a thousand things i would love to say.
i'd love to be able to keep this kind of smile on my face for hours but there's a tomorrow aswell. Even if i would love to reach tomorrow with this smile on my face  i know that it's impossible.



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