Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
The earth that is the space between,
I’d banish it from under me, to get to you.
Your unexpected love provides my solitary“s suicide…
oh I wish I knew…
This is almost overload — I said almost overload
Friends and foes and princes are all just human in the end
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map