“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
And I was in love….now I’m just hanging out. ...
It wasn’t part of the plan…..what was I suppose to do?...
....but run, run, run….
All the lies of bluer skies descend..
No one’s better off without a friend..
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map