One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it.
”..just when you think you’ve got me figured out, the season’s already changing…
you know you wouldn’t want me any other way… ...i’m a tease, i’m a goddess on my knees; when you hurt, when you suffer, i’m your angel undercover”
You reach so hard it makes you fall for these hands that let you go—but shouldn’t let you go at all.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map