Sometimes. Sometimes I wish I knew. Like what I did or why you flew. Just an explanation. Even if it's because of me. To not feel insane or crazy. Because I carry it and I can't let go. I don't know how. I just wish I knew why you left.
My favorite time of day... Where each tree hill mountain and valley appear as shadowy silhouettes and shapes between colours of the sunset... Yummy... Always wearing my very own fabulous adino photos... by mimielashiry