There is no point in going unless we get what we came for.
...I think it was a crime, the things we waste trying to not waste our time
...Just turn around; turn away from me… before i lose my head. just turn around but remember me, and how you left me dead inside….
we were gonna be different; now where did those dreamers go?
i was the one who’d paint the stars and watched you while you slept. you were the one who held my heart and smiled as it leapt inside.. ...
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map