My HeartI drag it on an old rope.It follows behind me wherever I go.As heavy as lead but as light as snow.Somehow I still find hope.
I Won't HelpTake it one step at a time.Don't look to me to help you.I'm not the answer to anything.I know you think it'll help,But it really wont.Just take it one step at a time.You'll get there.Without my help.Best of luck.-The rasor you've been using.
Let Me Explain, My FriendΗ ζωή μπορεί μέσω πολλών πραγμάτων ο τρόπος σας που είναι δύσκολο να χειριστούν. Εάν είναι τελειωμένη αγάπη, οι σπασμένες υποσχέσεις, βρίσκονται, θάνατος. Υπάρχει ακριβώς κάτι που δεν μπορεί να ε
An Unforgotten Path pt. 3College wasn't all everyone thought it was. Yeah, if you were used to drinking and hugging the toliet every night, then you'd feel right at home. But, for those of us who went to college for the educational reasons, it was hard work."Hey, Mike." Someone walking by said.I smiled in reply and continued to class. I still wasn't used to everyone knowing me; it still felt so odd. Ever since the lecture in Mr. Willow's class, everyone had learned my name and talked to me. I mean, yeah, I liked the attention, but I still didn't get why I was getting it."Mike!" A dark haired girl with freckles squealed as she ran up."Hey, Nikki." Nichole was one of the few people who was my friend before the lecture."Are you coming to the party tonight?""What party?""Please tell me you don't really mean that. What party," she mocked in her I'm-Mike-and-I'm-an-idiot voice. "Duh. Only the biggest party of the year.""Huh. Michelle's already having it?" Michelle was my College Arch-Enemy. While Ni
Mi amorUsted enciende para arriba mi vida. Y agregue el color a cada cuadro que veo. Usted hace que recuerda cómo es la vida preciosa, y déjeme olvidan la vida que vivía. Sé que no podría vivir mi vida sin usted, porque todo sería gris.Te amo.