Running is what I want, so quickly run up to climb over cars, I need to run and that our fantasy is real and in reality we are so slow, so painfully slow that we consume in jealousy and anger. You ask yourself WHY! And I cry inside GRITOOOOO ......
Because I do not hug me when you see me, because I do not jump and sing together, just because we look and we fell in love on the keyboard over each other. Pirate
wrecked dream together!
experienced that my little Nirvana grunge. Your light is so great that pretend to be dark.
I asked you that I escaped to another country I laughed.
asked me to go to that concert and I was not. Besame
We have little to noor see each other again. Besame
is all I ask
everything else comes out of nowhere without asking
