GREAT, isnt it?
shoot me down with whatever you've got.
cause i'll still stand strong.
sorry seems to be the hardest word,
but im sorry.
each star in the night sky gives me a reason not to let go.
the day when the sun turns cold,
thats when you know i've let go.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
– H.D. Thoreau
p/s thanks fauzianna. i owe you one. ;)
