It wounds you loving the love, take this out if want your life then with hate. Give your heart, give it, hassle-free for know if loving you really and takes toward my hurt lovely that's yours. You have it? ¿What's have u? Sadness passes for your veins as the open-door house to a world thirsty blood and you thinking in these subject so crazy lover of those senses. This is not perfect but going be perfectionist thus all have the only way to forget and getting it. Go get it. Up. Definitions. And that's how existence treats you. Takes love away.
