When it seems like its one storm after another and the sun has to fight to get through,
When you feel like you're tip-toeing through a minefield in four inch platforms,
When you want to cry, but you can't?
When it's not right, anymore?
What happens then?
who is it?
- beaverhausen
- I like to tell people about myself, even if no one cares. So I blog.
eye candy
orion's nebula
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