Followmystories Stories

I've had that dream a thousand times, those ancient years were black and white. But all that I have is this old dream... I've always had.

Are we wrong? or Are we right? Cus there's still a long long way to go...

And then I can tell myself, what the hell I'm supposed to do... haunted by the ghost of you.

It's my first text... I write what I think, I write what I feel, I write what I experience. It's the beginning of my long road. And I tell you, this story will be long...