fredag 15 maj 2009

Prelude.

Love is the weirdest thing. When you don´t have it you want nothing else. When you have it you are so afraid of losing it. And when you lost it you wish you´d never had it in the first place.
Well I will not regret my love for anyone.

This is a story about assasinating butterflies, eggshell-hearts and how to teach sign-language to ducks.

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