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Fiona Diaries

‘HEARTBEATS AND WILD THINGS’

  • You. Just You

    You. Just You

    You are not my addiction. No. You are my oxygen. And without you I have no life. I am dead.

  • Finally found you

    Finally found you

    Who said love requires a translation? It does not. You just need to look in each others eyes and the world around you will turn into a hazy inconsiquential blur.