i like to think i am always myself, but i have no idea who i am.
maybe that is me. that is my self.
Thursday, 4 June 2015
Monday, 1 June 2015
Tuesday, 10 February 2015
winds of change
there are too many cold spots in the bed.
i want to be laid down on a bed of roses. tired of sleeping on thorns. bon jovi taught me that.
winds are blowing.
i want to be laid down on a bed of roses. tired of sleeping on thorns. bon jovi taught me that.
winds are blowing.
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