RIDE OR DIE
- LECTURAS 25
- Votos 5
- Partes 5
There is no longer an I or you, but only we.
Never mind the distance, the bad timing, your dickhead, and my fucking cold heart.
It will always be us.
They say love changes how you think, act, and express yourself. Are you so sure? LOVE? Only love does this? What do you think about LUST? DESIRE? Are there any differences?
Let me tell you something. Nothing can compare to obsession turning into love under the Chicago sky.
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