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and my heart will always be with you.

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And it’s the same thing over and over again. I keep wanting to fall in love, but there’s nobody around, or too much people, that just simply do not click, you know? I just wanted to feel those butterflies in my belly again, you know? That lit shiver going up my spine whenever he’s around. I want to have someone that can be there for me, and I could be there for him, and we could just be together. Even if is not for long, just for a while. So I can feel like I belong. Like there is someone who understands me and love me. I want to fall in love. And be in love after that.

And it’s the same thing over and over again. I keep wanting to fall in love, but there’s nobody around, or too much people, that just simply do not click, you know? I just wanted to feel those butterflies in my belly again, you know? That lit shiver going up my spine whenever he’s around. I want to have someone that can be there for me, and I could be there for him, and we could just be together. Even if is not for long, just for a while. So I can feel like I belong. Like there is someone who understands me and love me. I want to fall in love. And be in love after that.

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chinese: british people are so annoying
mexicans: british people are so annoying
french: british people are so annoying
americans: british people are so annoying
british: we are so fucking annoying
canadians: I fucking love maple syrup

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é que quando eu cheguei por aqui eu nada entendi; da dura poesia concreta de tuas esquinas, da deselegância discreta de tuas meninas!

é que quando eu cheguei por aqui eu nada entendi; da dura poesia concreta de tuas esquinas, da deselegância discreta de tuas meninas!

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