if there is something you would die for, then you have something to live for.
you couldn’t say much less now could you
if it’s not me you need to sleep beside … who am I to you?
...But that’s disregard. You find another friend and you discard as you lose the argument in a cable car, hanging above as the canyon comes between…
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map