| my_room | ||
| brooding |
I could die here and everything would be alright. |
021223 |
| ... | ||
| blown cherry |
gripped in panic again the squeezing chest the raw eyes need desperately something but there's nothing you could do because I need you to be here but you can't be here |
030112 |
| ... | ||
| *nat* |
is a nice little haven of its own Away from the football, the ranting and raving of family life. ...Not that i dont get on with my family, they just get a bit too much sometimes. |
030112 |