Holding your hands over your eyes does not mean that other people cannot see you.
“i know someday i might be looking around, trying to find some purpose. well purpose it can’t be that hard to find, as long as i’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me”
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map