Art is why I get up in the morning my definition ends there. You know it doesn't seem fair, that I'm living for something I can't even define. And there you are right there, in the mean time.
Art is why I get up in the morning my definition ends there. You know it doesn't seem fair, that I'm living for something I can't even define. And there you are right there, in the mean time.
Love is a piano dropped from a fourth story window, and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Time is not a thing that's ours to lose.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories