The moonlight shine brightly. Just like my hope for miracle. I love the view.
My heart beat like a drum post a cup o coffee, oh like a madness. The blood pump out for body demand. I hope the beat continue as I see him in person.
All is impossible, that why I love to torture my heart for being like I already meet Mr. Right, it is so lame.
Palpitation make me scare..
Friday, June 13, 2014
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