2011-09-16 Meeting Young Guns in London

poniedziałek, 19 września 2011

'Every hour is a season,

Every minute lasts a day,

So I sit here picking stitches,

'Cos I find comfort in decay,

How I long to fill my lungs.'

tanoshimini pisze...: We live for such moments, to find hope again, when everything is settled again. Super piosenka:) :*; 20 września 2011 08:44
agata.grzegrzolka pisze...: i think 'trust your own inner voice' is the way which we - you and me- following in ours life. think we proved it on september. not only then, i mean, mainly this time. however we feel always so scared after these moments, but then something surprise us more stronger. love you for that. ;*; 23 grudnia 2011 06:10