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Tom and Georg could write a bad romance.
1222
"Don't look back, you're not going that way."
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I'm just a musical prostitute, my dear. - Freddie Mercury
1225
But love's a malady without cure
1226
Everything is quiet, except for all the voices in my head that say your name.
1227
Do you live, do you die, do you bleed for the fantasy?
1228
Beeeeeeeesje :-)
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You and I are the same. Perfect in our own weird way.
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effort never betrays you