Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.
high-heeled they are always looking down..
down their confidence is struggling hard to get around
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map