terça-feira, outubro 16, 2012

She is my Sin.

"In the end,
 we always become the people we swore we'd never be."

"It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I’ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words"

Um comentário:

joana ; disse...

oooh, obrigada, querida :)