Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can anybody deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.
...you’ll say “fine” and ask me how I’m doing.
And then I’ll lie…
Golden haze… another morning, feels like yesterday.
the one you knew; from your love i grew into complete and whole.. and the way i justify: it's my way to control love everlastin'.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map