You are not what happened to you. You are what you choose to become.
i’ve got a story; it’s almost finished.. now all i need is someone to tell it to—maybe that’s you. .... you should just be here; be with me here. it doesn’t seem there’s hope for me—i let you down.. but i won’t give in now, not for any amount.
...“you say that you want me forever and i, i say love is no crime.
so tell me the names of the children we’ll have at the end of the line.”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map