Thursday, 21 April 2016


When I'm in love, I'll love you like a cup of coffee, that sometimes hurts me a lot, but it never stops me to love it, even when my mom says no for thousand times. 

But maybe I love coffee little bit more than you. Cause the fact is, coffee couldn't hurt me that much. 

It hurts my body not my soul.

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