Why is it that when you have so much to do and so little time, it is only the most irrelevant stuff that actually bothers you the most?
And yes, I am talking about the most foolish thing in the world. The one that makes you lose control over everything for a brief moment of bliss.
"Vicky returned home to have her grand wedding to Doug. To the house they finally decided to settle in. And to lead the life she envisioned for herself before that summer in Barcelona. Cristina continued searching... certain only, of what she didn't want. "
Music today:
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Wednesday, 5 November 2008
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