I've already noticed that my life is made of cycles played by people who come, build rapport and establish a nice, somehow fulfilling relationship with me, and then leave. Some of them leave never to be seen again, while others come back occasionally. And yet, I have to wonder why nobody decides to stay. For a little longer. Maybe I am some sort of
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No meu caso, trata-se especificamente de uma despassaradice desmesurada aliada a uma frequente falta de tempo.
Mas gosto-te mais do que à superfície <3
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E tenho muitas saudades. <3
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