poem for you;
not by me.
by a friend.

It's not a man purse; its a mix bag of emotion.The long nights lost behind the face's and drinks, our heavy hearts sink to the self induced tolerence. One of us may speak of god and other could put in their two cents, but i wont be around in the morning. Back in the world we are subject to an ill recived ( Read more... )

FRIENDS ONLY.

add me and I'll add you back.