jennyalexander

understand on how i hope you will be worth what i gave up and keep giving that way.
sometimes you speak in your sleep. i wonder if you are aware of the secerets you betray.
there is not enough room in this borrowed house of cards for the will of my instinct and what may.
in a house of cards in a town where you stay or flee vengence is bound to appear as a day.
read quickly i will remove shortly, because presently the reason i speak quiet is that im more than quite prone to regrett.