Why don't I just give up. And do myself a favour?. My life is slowly turning grey. And losing all its flavour. Everything the same. Again and again and again.
Why don't I just give up. And do myself a favor?. My life is slowly turning gray. And losing all its flavor. . Everything the same. Again and again and again.
Why don't I just give up. And do myself a favour?. My life is slowly turning grey. And losing all its flavour. Everything the same. Again and again and again.
Come and meet. Another kind of love. Meet another kind of love. Different than the real thing. But just as demanding. And just as demeaning. . Treacled in apathy.