Then, we dance on the H of the Hollywood sign,
'Til we run out of breath, gotta dance 'til we die
'Cause we're the masters of our own fate
We're the captains of our own souls
المُتابَعون
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
أو
قصص بقلم 𝓓𝓞𝓡𝓐𓅇
In the back of my mind | В глубине...
"Everyone is closed in his own consciousness, as in his own skin, and only lives directly in it"...
32 fouettes over the abyss| 32 фуэ...
Протяжная мелодия фортепиано, уносящая натренированные приятной усталостью стопы вслед за ритмом музыки, возд...
Maximalism of melancholy | Максима...
"And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy" - Edgar Allan Poe
...В лил...