



In your arms
"... — The sun... The moon... The truth... The sun... The moon... The truth... — It doesn't work like that.. If you keep repeating in disbelief in the meaning of the words, that's all. Empty words. Liam sat up too, but with his head down. "What do you know about that? I hate to praise it, but it doesn't seem like it." that you have a problem with anger.. - the brown one muttered, crestfallen. - The fact is how you deal with it. paid attention to his words, which means he was being too considerate. - Well, in other words, it's easier to pick a fight than to deal with your anger, it's the easiest way for the weak.. The blond wasn't surprised when he got punched by the smaller one, who got up and walked slowly out of the clearing. "Frankly Raeken... You suck!" he yelled, getting lost in the trees. "It's your eyes. ! - he shouted back , for the night apparently. But the other heard him very well and allowed himself to smile in the dark. ..."
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View profileNão gosto de títulos. A sociedade nos obrigada a vestir uma máscara em cada lugar e ser uma metamorfose ambulante... Quem sou eu de verdade?...
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