everything about me is a contradition, and so is everything about everybody else. we are made of oppositions; we live between two poles. Theres a philistine and a aesthete in all of us, and a murderer and a saint. You don’t reconcile the poles.You just recognise them.
orson welles
    
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Por onde andas francisquinha????? Não faças isso a ti mesma.... Agora nem tu, nem a tua gémea! Adoro-te! Beijinhos!!! Di
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