Saturdays should be fun, chuckling and bright. Go away drizzle, I need Sun on my face !
What will trembling hand jot
And what will broken heart spill
But still “SOMETIME MY HEART FEELS LIKE FEELING”
Sometimes I feel like writing
Mind googles heart beats faster and …
The magical stimulation rushes through every single vain
I wonder, how love can be like this:So fucking annoying, so fucking pretty, so fucking heartache and so fucking lovable !
