February 2012
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I love how every single time I roll over after waking up too early in the morning, you’re always looking at me with those sleepy eyes and that cheeky smile almost as if you knew I’d wake myself up way too early yet again, and you’re waiting to laugh at me for whinging about being awake.
January 2012
183 posts
Sometimes I’m just exhausted with life; with thoughts and with feelings and not having all the answers.
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The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets. The...
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