I close my eyes and think of the past, this is my burden, that I breathe and as a child I continue to believe in the impossible after all it is my duty, it is my love.
And it may remain in the memory of something good and after this lie, I will continue to live and be and be as used to just ask for "oh my god" but also give that bitch, that atone for the guilt.
That's the story, sad to pain and I thee sick, I hope you're happy now? and evaporate the free bird, fly away to freedom and just remember me in such a way I was.
The city roads will breathe freedom, continue on waiting, hope, love, and someone will say that Andrew writes poebotu, and I answer, you simply have no right to judge us, but if all of a sudden these words will touch someone with terror in his eyes and you and I are not on the way, in fact it is necessary to continue to just believe in God and habits of the night to ask him again.
Again, his eyes closed, I will be as before to believe all suspicions ostanutsja inside me, and if she did not care then to my opinion and all the solutions she Accepted itself. Driving me crazy, take me and do not be sorry, do not want to love, then just take Fuck! I can not believe more do not want to live if she did not like, I could not help but love, and how he forgave, and how many times you promised, how many times have you betrayed, and how many times have you fucked? Millet 5 on 5balnoy is firing, I can not forgive you, because you do not fix it. It could change if wanted, if lyuyubila would then actually Tor4a and we're barely then postovavim point Be difficult and put the hand to catch that night ...