my thoughts you can't decode.
Dodano: 6 LISTOPADA 2010
fascinating imagines
fascinating imagines
There would be no babies, no love, no marriage, no cars with white upholstery, no house with grand bath and no bedroom with the biggest bed, no pretty mornings and passionate nights, no romantic suppers, no sex, no engagements, no sweet words, which I was previously feed, nothing. No apologises, no roses, I had only one, she died like die million people per day around the world, like love dies when somebody feels that is not the same. There would be no us. Now there is me and you, in our fucking, separate worlds.
I can handle it by myself, you can't.
Another część mojego życia jest zamknięta... Ale to nic. Nawet nie czuję bólu. Jakoś mi tak lekko. No, nic, wracam do starego trybu życia.
