Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
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Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
Ostatnio edytowany przez LilyRain (2006-11-01 20:57:55)
Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.
Love is an accident. Waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger. You think you know. Intimacy is a lie. We tell ourselves. Truth is a game. We play to win.