no one but us
breathe; speak; live; exist
all i know is
that i wanna make it with you
through the night
through all of eternity
Shitty piece. I currently feel like writing, but there's no inspiration. I need my muse...
I need to pick up a musical instrument. I shall learn how to play the guitar after the exams.
This is just incoherent. I feel as if there's something I need to do, but I can't put my finger on it.
the art of being happy
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