A window always expects a cortain, even if it keeps open all the time. The same happens with the sea, however deep it is, always touches the sand. Love is nothing more than a dive, a deep dive without worrying about the return to the surface. Loving is abdicating the reasons.



Muito bom! O meu vai ser em Janeiro, também quero... rsrsss
ResponderExcluirLindas!!!!
ResponderExcluirSó podiam ser de minha irmã!!!!rs