I haven’t written in a while. I’m working on a post, but until then, this is perfect.
“What are you crying for? You’re in Paris, in the rain, she’s baring her soul to you but somehow she’s not one bit sad.”
I haven’t written in a while. I’m working on a post, but until then, this is perfect.
“What are you crying for? You’re in Paris, in the rain, she’s baring her soul to you but somehow she’s not one bit sad.”
Emily Wolfteich 