its another act of sabotage
I give up on making paper cranes for the night.
my last one looked more like an alligator than a crane :(
my life could be a bestseller.
Im going to write a diary now.
Ive gotta feel you in my bones again. I gotta...
this life is way to short.
Its nights like these
I wish you were still here and everything was still okay between us.