terça-feira, 1 de janeiro de 2013
Here is where horrible things happen. You were right to leave. You're probably a survivor. Look at me. I practically grew up here. And you're right. You are making me ill. Chances are I'll never get over. I have many memories of people ... People lost forever. But I also have other memories. It was here that I fell in love ... It was here that I found my family ... It was here that I learned to be a doctor. The take responsibility for the lives of others. And it was here that I met you. I think this place has given me so much that it took me. I have lived here just as much that I survived. Just depends on who is analyzing. I'll look that way. And remember you that way. Hope you're well. Goodbye.
Postado por Camila