i wish i was a bird, to fly away whenever i want.
a flower to my flower. kinda late for the valentines, but here it is i love you, my love.
I'm unsure. Whose values am I living by? Always looking outward... Always looking back... Turn in, turn in Dig deep under the soil...
what you know about pain?
Whatever you do, at the crossroads, don't turn left At the crossroads don't turn left At the crossroads DONT turn left ATt the crossroadsa dont durn left
It feels like flying... but maybe we're dying... (its kinda bad, i know)
dude... im fine.
aranha.exe
com a cabeça nas nuvens pois não paro de pensar nela...
