We have a tendency to obscure the forest |
It's a lot easier to say you're mad.. |
Fear Builds Walls. |
My heart is that crack in the s i d e w a l k |
Love. My Drug. |
Go ahead. Kiss her. |
I don't care about your imperfections |
Dance like the wind |
Whoever said anything was possible obviously never tried slamming a revolving door. |
So quietly she walks |