When it seems like there's no one left to run to in this empty world you can come to me I'll be your shooting star. You can tell me your dreams I can't promise to make them come true, but I'll be there to pick up the pieces of your broken heart if your dreams happen to fall through.
Saturday, 7 May 2011
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I want to write a story about a boy, that finds love. Theres a twist thouogh, The "love" he finds, kills him. and when hes in heaven, he realizes that he doesnt regret being with his "love" because he would do anything to make them happy.
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