Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'
And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't know why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt
(Lily Allen)
p.siu: dreams, dreams
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e são eles, os sonhos, que vão nos mantendo vivos e nos fazendo continuar a caminhada, acreditar no amanhã e, principalmente, em nós mesmos. =* beijo grande no teu coração, doce poupée de cire!
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