June 2011
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My curfew was the street light. My parents called...
You really love him don't you?
lets-disappear:
A single physiological question. Not a single name was mentioned, but somebody suddenly came into your mind.
I am melting...
… I’m Dutch, I’m not made for this crazy hot weather. I’m made for cloudy days, windy days, rain, cold and snow. I love summer, I do. But as soon as the temperature rises above 24c my brain stops functioning and right now it’s 34c here. Me and my pale skin and freckles are hiding inside till the rain comes if you don’t mind.
