Oh, that's it. That's the word.
The only word that could ever describe this feeling.
Ha, I even said it before.
There was something "wrong". But what?
I still don't know what's wrong.
Or was the word supposed to be, "right"?
Well, whatever. This doesn't really matter anyways.
YOU ARE READING
Springtime of Life
De TodoA group of seven best friends met many years ago, and ever since that happened, they were practically inseparable. They lived to laugh, to love, and to have fun; even meeting up together and driving miles away from home just to see the world. This w...