Tutti frutti. Amore mio. Tutti frutti. No. Non è ancora il momento di entrare. Non ancora. . Life is so crazy these days. I don't know how to adjust. Are we the master or slave?.
How much we tried, but how we hurt?. In this empty space, in which we live. We will not beg, we will not give. We're waging war while raising kids. . It's so clear, but we can't see it.