One day I'll turn around - I'll see your hand reach out I'm only fooling myself, yeah, yeah, yeah, - But maybe when you smile It means you'd stay awhile - Just maybe yeah you'd save me now
One hundred percent personal. I write for myself in order to get back here certain times a year or two, read what I wrote and have a good laugh at how stupid I was back then. So unless you're a stalker, what you're about to read is gonna sound like a bunch of crap that makes no sense.
Well, that's what we call "inner voice"
Welcome to my wardrobe.
Sincerely.