... So I don't sleep at all.
The darkness closes itself over me and I almost feel you there. My hands slip down the blanket and next thing I know it's morning again.
Such a waste.
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- Leela
- Leela. Fotógrafa. Imigrante. Viciada em botas e meias. Aprendiz de cuidar da própria casa e nariz. Amante das palavras, até das mais feias.
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Such a waste of time not to sleep till dawn.
Je voudrais t'embrasser.
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