I found repeatedly that it is impossible to describe.
From my way of being, as I see the world and the way of my life. Sera
I'm reaping in love?
familiar roads traveled last night, I was angry but with an extremely horrible headache.
I began to mourn, I felt the tears fall but felt nothing inside. Subia
the radio higher and the streets alone I cried HIGH groves think again.
That hurt?
a solitary stroke depression without explanation
I'm not sick, just that I need love.
What else I can ask, he can only give me enough.
I'm never satisfied
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