young love
i remember a boy giving me one of those cards when i was in the sixth grade.
we see things i'll never see.
everyday i get just a bit more sickand everyday my wrist gets smaller.i want to be happy but it seems more like a wish then
i keep balanced.
it's true all my dreams are made of strawberry lemonade.i walked around the city today spun around and ended up in the same placei always
i keep balanced.
it's true all my dreams are made of strawberry lemonade.i walked around the city today spun around and ended up in the same placei always




pic
blog









