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i missed
the train
and then
the traffic
was a state
caja de música
10/3/09

"Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very Dark, but there were stars —points of light and reason... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizen, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything." Edward Cullen —New Moon.

¿Puede alguien ser más perfecto y tierno que esta criatura? No, yo pienso que no. Porque este vampiro de ojos dorados y pelo broncíneo nos tiene locas a todas. Saca los grilletes, Edward, soy tu prisionera.