9/5/09
all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
there are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how. because maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me, and after all
you're my wonderwall.
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.
linda imagem!
te adicionei na bagaça muié, haha, beijo grande