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					It's our time.
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					13 Jun 2011, 19:18 
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|  Desiree privi apoi cum directorul scolii se ridica pentru a-si tine obisnuitul discurs de inceput de an. Auzea diverse franturi de cuvinte, cum ar fi " valoarea scolii" sau "noile reguli", dar nu era interesata de intelesul lor. Fata doar se gandea la anul care avea sa urmeze, anul in care , cu putin noroc, isi va gasi familia adevarata in colegii ei, Cercetasii. Parca nu mai conta cat suferise pana atunci; mandria ei iesea la suprafata, permitandu-i sa-si arate chipul de dinauntrul ei. Fata ce fusese intotdeauna cineva inauntrul ei, dar care dorise sa-si puna o masca de sticla in fata celorlalti oameni. Fu intrerupta apoi de vocea directorului, rasunand impunatoare in Marea Sala: - Sa inceapa festinul! 
and the crashes are heavy for a sinner like me ~ ![[Image: tumblr_m672ztrjKL1qa5eu4o1_250.gif]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m672ztrjKL1qa5eu4o1_250.gif)  ![[Image: tumblr_m672ztrjKL1qa5eu4o2_250.gif]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m672ztrjKL1qa5eu4o2_250.gif) You're too pretty for your own good. That's why you destroy everything you touch. Love you, Bells. | |||
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