flowers, flowers and more flowers and then they're replaced as they wilt and wither showing how rotten and selfish men are, to give up on love, on happiness, on family.
anyway i just love the way people touch, hold and caress each other.
flowers, flowers and more flowers and then they're replaced as they wilt and wither showing how rotten and selfish men are, to give up on love, on happiness, on family.
anyway i just love the way people touch, hold and caress each other.
the only thing that makes people superstars is their elusive nature and the inaccessibility that people have to them. the disillusionment starts once you start relating with their quirks so the answer my friend might not be blowin' in the wind.
"In battle, in forest, at the precipice in the mountains
On the dark great sea, in the midst of javelins and arrows,
In sleep, in confusion, in the depths of shame, The good deeds a man has done before defend him."
A comprehensive character study ABOUT THE MAN, NOT THE EVENT.