а смысл мне быть несчастливой?
My Sweet Prince...
I do not live, I slowly become crazy. You did it , you had said goodbye me, as your past. Bully for you. Now I understand your reason and purpose. Satisfied? you finished with me. At last.

@темы: Полёт мыслей*, Реалии дня*, Грусть-тоска*, Прошлое в пыль*, Мы - злюки-бобры*