These are some rather irrelevant, mundane notes.
This is the story of a lost girl, searching for the right path through life.
2014/04/24
Take my hand, lets go somewhere we can rest our souls.
I'd give you my soul but I already sold it
And here's to nightfall. Or what would you call it? There's nothing but the encouraging thought of another break of dawn. It should be worth it. It always is. Free at last. Rejoice!
And here's to nightfall. Or what would you call it? There's nothing but the encouraging thought of another break of dawn. It should be worth it. It always is. Free at last. Rejoice!