“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.”
Every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time..
Our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds…
You were a truth I would rather lose, than to have never lain beside at all.
we’ll both forget the breeze, most of the time
I can’t take my eyes off of you…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map