But once again, here comes my family to talk about how they don't have money to go to college... It's getting annoying, they should at least try to help me...
PS: I couldn't change the mood...^^


The MirrorIn an empty hall Im running To get nowhere I opened every doorThe Mirror
There was the dark and nothing more
So I kept on running Towards death and redemption My breath was finally giving away In my last moments wide awake
Arriving at the end There was a mirror I couldnt feel the air I felt nothing in particular
Now here I stand Condemned to look at myself In the mirror where the lies are gone To the image where I stand alone
Id prefer to close my eyes And never believe the truth The ghosts, inside o
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"If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe."
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