why we love when all is naught and have faith in the most dire situations and feel the need to offer a hug and want to hold your hand even if it bleeds my life and passion away. it is not that simple. or it’s more simple than it really seems.
why we love when all is naught and have faith in the most dire situations and feel the need to offer a hug and want to hold your hand even if it bleeds my life and passion away. it is not that simple. or it’s more simple than it really seems.