This butterfly was not in my stomach...just on my screen...
This sunday night was not a magic night...just a sunday night... Days are like waves from the ocean...you never know how it will be the next...
“I am nothing special of this I am sure. I am just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten. But I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, that has always been enough.” Nicholas Sparks-The Notebook-
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