bitter hearts.

Bitter hearts, paper hearts , lovely hearts, thumping hearts, musical hearts , tugging hearts , of mine.

Tall, dark , lean .
Long nice fingers.
My life would suck without you playing at the back.

You need to go with the wind. Dont disrupt the eye of the storm.

Sometimes they just dont agree, but what I cannot comprehend is, they cant even understand. They forget that my dreams are different from theirs, that Im just an individual, totally different from em. And shouldnt me being happy be the most important thing??