“I am become a sour woman, I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.”
En @ motorbloempje, ik kijk ook alleen Vrienden wilden op school in de aula kijken met zoveel mensen, daar had ik even geen zin in... Vind dit eigenlijk ook wel leuk, superhyper hier op FOK!
When you call my heart stops beating And when you're gone it won't stop bleeding I can wait, I can wait I can wait forever