It is hard to kill fantasies in a world so real, you can’t breath.
I don’t want your truth, your logic.
I want to believe that rain is the consequence of my smile and I can burn all of my existence without fire.
If loving you means that I will …
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Creativity, Couture, A Sip Of Chaos Served In A Glass of Cosmos
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