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Everyone is special.

Everyone has a unique story.What makes us different is whether we use to tell it or not.

jueves, 14 de abril de 2011

Wish,darling,wish.

Its really warm outside and we are laying down doing nothing. 2.30 PM,and us doing nothing. R,is sitting right next to me,where I can tell her all my secrets and confidences that all of the others wont understand.I guess thats why I love her so much. A girl with a pink tiara appears,What a diva she says. Then my eyes saw these pine branch,you know the ones that have this two long thingys?, So I told her to grab one of the parts and close her eyes,and we started making wishes. Mostly(apart from the one of us wishing for a pink tiara) were about you. And yeah,it sucks,but it was ok,becuase I had my best friend next to me,wishing for the same thing as I was,and yeah,all the others didnt understand,but we didnt care,and so we kept wishing for half an hour. "Some people want it to happen,some wish it would happen,and others make it happen"

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