I´ve seen it all. The roses, the notes, the excuses... But it all don´t matter. I would sacrifice most anything to be with you, my sweet, my love.
I know we are together, and I kno w you lovem e. But I also know you go around and sleep with others.
Hey, you know, I don´t even care. Not even a little bit. I would only start caring when you would, when you would start sending other girls the same kind of texts as you send me also.
I know that one day you will, but for now, I pray for you not to let me go.
Not right now.
"I know what conscience is, to begin with. It is not what you told me it was. It is the divinest thing in us. Don't sneer at it, Harry, any more - at least not before me. I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous." Oscar Wilde (The Picture Of Dorian Gray)
9.7.10
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