fromhome. . I've always tried to do my best, I never cheated anyone. Not like the place where they once turned the wine into water. Running from all pretensions, nothing blocking up my view. No
like I told you. You're better off without me. I'm sick of saying sorry. Sooo farfromhome. . You keep calling and complaining that I just don't care. But would you say that if I was there. It's
Another day in this carnival of souls. Another nights ends, end as quickly as it goes. The memories are shadows; ink on the page. And I can't seem to find my way home And it's almost like. Your