Words spill like blood onto paper. I ooze every feeling in my consciousness onto paper to purge myself of pain, suffering, and sadness. I also chronicle fond memories leading up to these events. Присоединиться me on my life's journey through poetry.
Words spill like blood onto paper. I ooze every feeling in my consciousness onto paper to purge myself of pain, suffering, and sadness. I also chronicle fond memories leading up to these events. Присоединиться me on my life's journey through poetry.
Thats abt me and my feelings and emotions after i Остаться в живых a comp. and my frnd forced to take part in that where i was not intrested but with luck или by will i won...
