apartment on 17th floor downtown. lounges, mojitos, margaritas. vancity's junkies, drag queens and smell of spring. 4 proposals to go on dates (that's quite a record) -- all rejected. and yesterday, while the sky had 8 colours and i was looking for my cell on a bus stop, a complete stranger came to me and said : 'miss, you look beautiful in blue'. and i got a necklace, with 18 hearts on it - each one for someone i really love. dramatically, not all taken.
no matter what i do, i always find a sec to think about those who remember me, those who miss me, those who i lost touch with and those who forgot me.
one's who love me
and one's who hate me
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ir dar skundies, kad meiles truksta :)
nu truksta, mano sirdis tokia didele, ja labai sunku pripildyt ;D
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