I don’t know how to answer. I know what I think, but words in the head are like voices under water. They are distorted.
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Ana. 17 years young. Music, film, and art make up every aspect of my life. Ask me anything.
I don’t know how to answer. I know what I think, but words in the head are like voices under water. They are distorted.
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And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
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Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever. We made love just looking at them.
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