“better to be inside affecting conversation and process, then[sic.] outside looking in”
if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, i’ll be the moon that shines on your path. the sun may blind our eyes; i’ll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the sahara.
...There’s no fault in loving, no cause for shame;
everyone’s heart does exactly the same
and once you believe that, you’ll learn how to say
I love who I love, who I love.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map