Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you.
she told me, “Son, fear is the heart of love,” so I never went back.
...All your weight, it falls on me.. it brings me down.
Promises you break you still believe.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map