It’s the way that I look onto what is good and what makes everything a little more confused. Hopefully I hope that I did my best to recognize the good time I was simply using the knowledge and it was fun. The whole entire circle was a bit overwealming but clearer. The time I was looking to manage all little faillure as there was not there, really. The long burning sun that look bright lighten. Fun part was the signing and the burning coffee. Look into the best craving of freezing cold. It was brighten all the right stuff. The knowledge was fun to be with. The rest was all sumptuous and good care. Sometimes it don’t told all the stories but still feel like a good time peacing out. Each days as a new one. I Have a lots of commitment. I really like the moment and found at least a way to cope. It’s great stuff always take the time to look in the good manner.
In a amazing night, we get into a discussion. Get there posing is eyes on me. Looking for a great manner to ask me. I told I was not tired of living the moment. Look wisely I get a bit more interested, I check the rain falling over us. It was romantic, I feel little less uncomfortable for once. I guess I cannot have the feeling badly, I say that we could get together, which was denied first.
After the first encounter with coffee, he was amazing hair. I say I was not exacly what the world demand sometime. I like how it cross my vibe. Looking forward to the lunatic sky that get some mystery behind, dancing and floating in this madness. I told I was not a perfect person, told me, I got out of a relationship, that got behind. I say do you mind, I’m kinda of a geek. Isolated into the branch of the system, looking for peace in a moment of lots of myriad it goes beyond me, to see clear, my vision change, look at it. A good night dancing with the bright night under a good balad. I’m only happy when it rain. Which didn’t get denied. See ya tomo.
The big time I say I was somewhere in between. I look there nothing that changes, long time getting on. I would believe it flow once in a while. I keep on walking in the little place. Never I take that long path, I refuse to admit I was looking like them. I keep negotiate really near there almost a long road but today I don’t have time for that. I am willing to find someplace one day, surely hope. Living like that is a bit too much ahead. Things were living in that place. I hold my best way to go up. The perfect dream has to be relapsed, it goes further the point of no return. I guess they all silence that kind of vivid. Look upon another wall. Convey the pathway each side, get the loopback, it would do the hold. Things bring always a better way to appreciate the little bit of conjecture.