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| Hai perfettamente ragione. Io sono pazza, completamente. Ma proprio perchè sono pazza a modo mio riesco sempre a sorprenderti. Vedo già le lacrimuccie agli occhi, ma sinceramente non ho ancora incominciato.. u_ù Si, vabbè, ho capito. Iniziamo con poco alla volta. Allora inizio con una semplicissima tag. Appena ho visto la gallery, ho detto lei è Ash e io? Poi ho visto questa foto, che mi è piaciuta tantissimo (ovvio, se nò non l'avrei usata xD) è tadadadaaaann! Ma per mettere ancora più suspance, te la nascondo sotto spoiler. Tanto sò che andrai a curiosare prima di leggere! o_ò Ihih!
♥ diamondsrain; latte-cacao.net; maybetonight; ♥Teenage dreams in a teenage circus running around like a clown on purpose. Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No givin up when you’re young and you want some. Running around again, running around again, running from running. Waking up in the midday sun, what’s to live for? You could see what I’ve done, staring at emotion. In the light of day I was running from the things that you’d say. We are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. We are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus running around like a clown on purpose. Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No giving up when you’re young and you want some. Running around again, running around again, running from running. I was a boy at an open door, why you staring, do you still think that you know? Looking for treasure in the things that you threw like a magpie I live for glitter, not you. We are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. We are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus running around like a clown on purpose. Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No giving up when you’re young and you want some. Now I’m sitting alone, I’m finally looking around left here on my own, I’m gonna hurt myself maybe losing my mind, I’m still wondering why. Had to let the world let it bleed me dry. We are not what you think we are, we are not what you think we are, we are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus, running around like a clown on purpose. Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No giving up when you’re young and you want some. Running around again, running around again, running from running. We are not what you think we are, we are golden, we are golden. ___you give me something___ |
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