With all the shits and bloody that would really pissed me off big time. I just don't know what's going on with my life and with who sometimes. God knows that I've got enough of this dramatic life but he still refused to give me a fairytale. How nice. I'm getting tired of this role, someone else's turn please. I want to escape from this land to somewhere, which is far away, which no one knows. But there's always something to hold me back. And now, I need a place, to rest my head. And I don't know if I made it clear to you, but this time, I don't wanna carry on on my own. Cause you wouldn't know but you make me feel like home and I, I'd like to stay, but only if you need me the way I do. And to me, you're a lovely soul, I pray you won't let go, of anything you hold.
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Yeat your heart out
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