Ghosts کے بول

Fall asleep on me and i will help you find it out the way it should have been: A cipramil goodbye to medicate until the sun sets on this mockery. Fucking feeble, i admit it. But i forgive you if you say i'm fallen. Four decide on me and so i saved my sadness for another rainy day to derail me. I swallowed all of my pills just like a good little dog should, and only snarled on the inside.