and I have no faith, but it is all I want, to be loved and believe in my soul, in my soul
Me in a nutshell.
Thank you, please but your flattery is truly not becoming me. Your eyes are poor. You are blind. You see, no beauty...
Song of the Day (44); Bright Eyes, Waste of Paint
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