Remember when you where a child, always imersed into those fairytales wich explained how Dazzling the princess was and how people loved her; And how much the witch-queen feared the princess for what she was, and for this GREATER-than-the world love that the prince kept for her!? And in the end, your mother/father told you that u were that princess, and he/she would never let u got since u were a treasure!?
-I miss those Princesses days, when I was The Greatest above them all and when people thought that everything i did was CUTE(: We grow up soo rapidly; as rapidly as my dreams seem to vanish these days.
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Dernière minute
-Quand sa main touche votre cou, qui vous a fait fondre le beurre. Il joue de l'harmonica à la bouche, aime les animaux et écrit des poèmes. Pourquoi vous aimez cet homme?
-Pois, sempre que o vejo, tenho novamente os meus amores e aspirações embalados pelas mesmas palavras que um dia me iludibriaram.
-Pois, sempre que o vejo, tenho novamente os meus amores e aspirações embalados pelas mesmas palavras que um dia me iludibriaram.
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