“There’s…a difference between getting your hands dirty, and being dirty.”
I dropped down and I called out to heaven: ‘Send me someone to love.’ Heaven shot back: ‘You get the love that you allow.’ And everything is different now
...Ah the first summer of love was here when I was much too young
ah the first summer of love was clearly just a summer long
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map