some people are luckier than the rest. they just don't realise it.
some people have run out of it. but who gives a fuck whether anyone realises it.
and no one does.
everytime i fall, i pick myself up. one fine day, i just won't. i hope i have the courage to do exactly that.
some people have run out of it. but who gives a fuck whether anyone realises it.
and no one does.
everytime i fall, i pick myself up. one fine day, i just won't. i hope i have the courage to do exactly that.