I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count the grains that make me what I am. - Virginia Woolf
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
is there a remedy,
for hating every second i'm without you? you're all i see all of me is all for you you're all i need all this life is all for love it's the only road i'll choose & every street & avenue only one will lead me to you
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