“Do you smile a lot?”
“Do I?”
“It seems like you do.”
“Well, at this point that we are just acquaintances, I can be all smiley and save you from the trouble. If you stay long enough, you will see because eventually it shows.
My twisted.”
I used to know your intentions.
My will; one day I will.
She lives on a daily basis.
Daydreaming leads nowhere, but the charm.
They were up for some adjustments.
Daily, I lose battles from myself.
But it’s true, we love tragedy.
One condition; surpass the tough exterior.
I try to believe you, but.
