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My fault

I don't know why i was looking into your eyes. For some unexplained reason i thought that might be a good idea - well, it wasn't. 'Cauze...

Our love is not right - is on the left in the coffee shop that we both hate. We hate the trap music, the lights that are way too bright,...

In that one night, only the trumpet had the courage to hear its own voice lauder and with more echo. The rest of the people were secretly...

I had a smile between two cups of coffee. It was delicious. I had a smile between two cups of coffee and i said to myself that this is...

I poured coffee for myself. Being ditsy, i poured it in two cups. You, being ditsy yourself, looked at me and you drunk one of them....

Victoria is travelling with the evening bus - the 9 p.m bus. Outside, the lilac wind blows and there, where the outside is not , the wind...