waiting for a day, that will never arrive. because you're only an illusion, i know.. but i don't care. i'll always dream about you. because..you're my only reason to stay alive..thanks for everything. really. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ oh yeah gdr -- pocheparole.net♥
time passes. even when it seems impossible. even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. it passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. even for me.