
twenty-three.
wreckless.

title: move on. it takes two to love.
i dont know if i'm too old or just to young to. i feel so lazy for anything else now. fridays will be as usual. but for now, i'm putting away everything else for music, art and fashion. love, will be foreign. swinging will be fun. no revenge just fun. at last, iam not blind anymore. atleast. i wont fall for it, anymore. of all the lies i've heard of, the lie about you and me was the worst ever. |