Moje życie to jedna wielka patologia. Dlatego zawieszam photobloga.
Formspring (klik), jakby co.
If we walk away now, there's no turning around,
gotta say what I mean, while you're here with me.
I'm not sure I'll find words, to cover the hurt,
that I see in your eyes, but I gotta try.
I know rocks turn to sand, and hearts can change hands,
and you're not to blame, when the sky fills with rain,
but if we stay or walk away, there's one thing that's true,
I still love you.