whoever it was that was mehas been taken from me quite sometime agothe trace andresidue has somewhat left marksbut whatever that truly was meis no lon..
my inspiration is the bad applesthe not so happy ending storiesthe ones who followed their desires and became crushedself doubt is a disease in our mi..
The morning was gloom and wet. A comfort came with it, a feeling of sleep in your eyes, as you walk through the showering raindrops, not too heavy, bu..
their cheap colognetheir well ironed and propped suitstheir finely slick or combed hairtheir blue and black tiestheir carrier bags with it thrown over..