My trip to Paris

The Eiffel Tower by Marjorie

White baby

Your my baby staring up at me

Trying is good

Little box's

Stuff to live for

" You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.With a single pillow underneath your single head.
I guess you decided that that old queen holds more space than you would need.
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free. And I hope you have more luck with this than me.
You used to think that someone would come along.
And lay beside you in a space that they belong. But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new.
What's the point of holding onto what never gets used? Other than a sick desire for self-abuse. And I try not to worry, but you've got me terrified.
It's like your some kind of hurry to say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed "

Remember

The sound of are voices made us forget everything that had ever hurt are feelings

In the sun

You will never walk alone

Cosmia

I couldn't stop the night from coming in