time heals all
Bike ride, highlands, 4 in a park not quiet dark, potato with food and great dessert, three-way call, stoy and exploration. Change is all around. Just accept it.
Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...
Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...
2 Comments:
Potato with blue hair.
By Anonymous, at 10:10 PM
why do we have to accept it. fuck that. we're better than that.
By Anonymous, at 4:06 PM
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