blunders of my mind wondering wandering in all kinds.
it seems ill never know what i want. taunting actions little worries.
never seem to hurry but always on the run. life seems unfun.
nobody to share only care for themselves.
how could i blame seems I'm the same. not much change.
everything gets old bones feel brittle in the cold!
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 9:41 AM UTC
blunders of my mind wondering wandering in all kinds.
it seems ill never know what i want. taunting actions little worries.
never seem to hurry but always on the run. life seems unfun.
nobody to share only care for themselves.
how could i blame seems I'm the same. not much change.
everything gets old bones feel brittle in the cold!