cracks
I think the cracks are opening up my heart, no matter how cold it is, it wants to feel even if the fear tears it apart, for a moment I would just like to melt too, to love like everyone else, why is it so difficult for me now?
Interferencia somnifera 2.0 F por la primera, pero la suicidé. A seguir sacando las locuras de la chistera, y luchando por la fantasía, ah, ¿No era así...? bueno ya no importa...