» little talks
Soon it will all be over, buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
and full of life and full of love.
Some days I feel like I'm wrong when I am right.
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear.
We used to play outside when we were young
and full of life and full of love.
Some days I feel like I'm wrong when I am right.
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear.
-Of Monsters & men-
captivatedminds.blogg.se
Tack så mycket för din fina fina kommentar ❤
Svar:
My Fredblad
Trackback