"No, isn't she so blessed?. With that voice with soul". I'm turning into black. Like she went back to black. Wake up in bed and decide to be good. But always something strikes me to the ground. Couldn
Dream of London bridge. There's no hot hot sunny day in the city. Clouds above the head. Everything seems so calm but. Yes, we loved drizzly days, they were beautiful. They're like you, so it's beauti