Everything is safely stored in the Archives
By walking I found out
Where I was going.
By intensely hating, how to love
By loving, whom and what to love.
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
I love the way you say good morning,
and you take me the way I am.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map