Well this is not your fault, but if I'm without you then I will feel so small.
And if you have to go, I'll always know that you shine brighter than anyone does. ♪

7.7.11

Amaral

Lucy Hale
Corre, con los pelos al viento en un mar de destellos. Corre hasta quedarte casi sin aliento.

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