'soon this space will be too small and I'll laugh so hard that the walls cave in then I'll die three times and be born again in a little box with a golden key and a flying fish will set me free ... soon this space will be too small and I'll go outside and I'll go outside'... lhasa de sela

[assim, de repente, neste dia azul]



apetecia-me, sozinha, a tarde toda na gulbenkian ou em belém!


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