Evening Gowns For Rent Manila

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I feel apart. Route. And not because of fatigue.
I feel lost, lost pieces of me everywhere.
I lost control of everything. Me, my space, my time, my thoughts.
's so strange not to have a sense of proportion, a sense of normality. Follies, fears, emotions that a pure moment make me smile, and the next you are there in tears telling me you're a stupid .
I need to burn this time, try one new, and vivermi viverti as I say.
Wild are the fears that hinder us, evil insecurities I do not know who you are, fierce eyes that make us feel so close and yet not enough to really touch them.

[ Broken - Elisa ]