and while we purify ourselves of all this water in the rain and lime, I'm queen of the night and its silence. of coughing in his sleep. of settling and creaking doors. the last mail before going to sleep. are translucent and have dark circles. in July. but I'm happy.
I know I should not write things like that ... I am a tough with a heart of steel and eyelids cherry veneer ... but this damn orange is taking over! 
also on my hair ... eheheh..
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