nan

i miss you, i miss you. no matter how long time has passed since we decided to go on our own ways, no matter how the bridge turned to ashes, no matter how we stay to completely erase the memories.

the wind blew a little too hard today, but the breeze whispered me your name once again, sheepishly and tenderly.

roses are red, violets are blue. what the use of being sad when you can just be you?

HIHIHIHI I'M BACKKK ACKKKKK

Hai 

ini saha