There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard, no song I could sing but I can try for your heart. Our dreams, and there are made of real things like a, shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving. Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart like, why are we here? and where do we go? And how come we're so hard? It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving. I'll tell you one It's always better when we're together♥
enero 11, 2011
