He loved you.
But he didn’t give up anything to do it. What kind of love is that?
said the hero in the story, ‘it is mightier than swords … i could kill you sure, but i could only make you cry with these words.
...You don’t know me, you don’t wear my chains.
… I think I need a sunrise. I’m tired of the sunset.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map