Sometimes life is weird.
Dusk stirrs you.
You feel a little dizzy.
You do things you never usually do.
You sit by the lake alone.
You listen to "When You Say Nothing At All".
And it's just another evening...
Dusk stirrs you.
You feel a little dizzy.
You do things you never usually do.
You sit by the lake alone.
You listen to "When You Say Nothing At All".
And it's just another evening...
1 Comments:
Sometimes, I catch myself singing oompa loompa a tue-tête. C'est un réyelle mysterium!
I love you sac a pouce de derriere les toulipiers!
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