At the start, there were many
just like me: a town full of us.
man
Callaced and rough, tough
skin cuts when touched.
Where were you in 95’?
Do you love yourself? The way I love you?
At the start, there were many
just like me: a town full of us.
Callaced and rough, tough
skin cuts when touched.
Where were you in 95’?
Do you love yourself? The way I love you?