When the Hours Move to Minutes
January 25, 2012
Siento como el mar sin agua. Vacio. Te necesito. Quiero tu amor pero si este no es posible, tu amistad es suficiente. Pero amistad sincero. Dime tu esfuerzo, por favor.
Ask me.
Look at me.
Stalk me.
Love me.
Hanna Adrienne
Sixteen years
Zero friends
Thousands of posts
Hundreds of hours on tumblr
I enjoy tribal and floral things
I love new and unique people
I have a lot of opinions
I voice them in a loud manner
However, I also know how to listen
I like to give advice
whenever it is asked of me
I will not try to offer you advice
if you don't ask
Not everyone always wants it.
This has grown too long.
That's what she said.
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