“living is a thing you do
now or never—which do you?”
Can I have my cake? Can I have you too? Would you follow me? Could I ask you to? Would the world between us break these ties we’ve worked so hard to realize? Can a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
...To tell you truth, I've said it before: tomorrow I start in a new direction. I look straight at what’s coming ahead and soon it’s gonna change in a new direction. One last time, these words from me; I’m never saying them again.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map