I feel like a child in a twilight of birth and discovery lost and now the faces fade with final desperate – sad smiles i hate recalling helpless eyes. no. Remember love and sun on sand and plaid umbrellas with kisses under never goodbye
listening to hedwig and the angry inch, fantasising about wonderful things coming to me, adopting gray hounds and finally enrolling for a phd. some thingspeople never ever change , i guess.
