where did summer go?

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my best wasn’t good enough

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no part time love

These days I get so lost … don’t mind me, it’s just a phase.

Nothing a good drive can’t fix.

Put on some Scorpions and just drive for hours.

If I get sad or lonely or if I’m bitching around, I’ll get over it, yeah.

I’m fickle, it’s not that I don’t care.

People fall in love at different angles.

I’m just getting used to be a full time lover.

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I’ll be pacient with you

I keep on hearing your southening voice in my head.

I wished I had the chance to freeze that moment.

It was too real to be true.

 

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island state of mind

The smell of sea salt follows me at the office.

It’s  in the air and I can’t stop thinking of  living a life along a coast.

I can still feel two wheels turning beneath me while you’re speeding ahead to reach for the sea.

“Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.” Pat Conroy

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when the smoke is going down

I smoked your cigarettes down to the bone tonight.

They had the minty flavor of our nights.

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Envie d’aller en vacances

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cut and cute

Haha,  it’s do it yourself time !

I’m making my own off the shoulder t-shirts today.

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acasa

“Acasa nu poate fi niciodata un loc, numai o persoana.”

 Calatorie pana la capatul camerei, Tibor Fischer

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maybe we make a deal

Take what you need and without a trace we’ll be gone.

You got a fast car, I have two tickets to anywhere.

Got nothing to lose.

We don’t have to drive too far, just at the end of the world.

You got a fast car, I got an idea to get us out of here.

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in the end …

… my feet can barely touch the ground

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