It's the same plan inscribed on me. . Cause there's only one design. There's some time allowed to me. But Saturday came and went, and I. . And I still want and I still need. Just don't remind m
Why do we always end up like this? The same position on the couch. Staring into each other's eyes. But do we have to talk about this now. And do I have to feel like crying? Because I, I don't want