It's a gloomy sunday afternoon and I'm rotting to death without you.
It's a gloomy sunday afternooon
and I'm rotting to death without you
9:07 AM,
Jun 9, 2011

We have different beliefs and u got to realize that you can't impose them on me. Cause the more you impose, the more i break free. And one day, we become stranger and by then it's too late. Why not try accepting?