Do I Wanna Know?
Have you got colour in your cheeks?
Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the tide
That sticks around like something in your teeth
Hide some aces up your sleeve
Have you no idea that you're in deep?
I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep?
'Cause there's this tune I've found
That makes me think of you somehow
When I play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep
Spilling drinks on my settee...
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Preferia morrer a chorar.

Charles Bukowski  (via supostos)
Não basta você fazer uma besteira, sua mente tem que ficar lembrando como tudo seria maravilhoso se você não tivesse feito aquilo.


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