Taglover

Sometimes I want you to think of me, sometimes I want to forget all about you… It’s not the thing I want to leave home… You are playing this game as an escapee… You are sitting with your brown hair as a blond one… You know nothing about English literature history but you read sonnets from Shakespeare, sometimes you are all in silence, but you tell me you were talking about me and my face, you want me to believe that you are a fast driver at night, but you always ask if there is a speed limit or...