jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009
You don't know what it's like. One day you're one thing and the next day you realize you're something else. I feel like I'm Dorothy in "The Wizard of Oz" and I'm in this new land and I want to go home but something is telling me maybe this is my home. Maybe I shouldn't click my heels three times; maybe I should just stay here and be nauseas with the Munchkins.
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