
曾经
Les chères mains qui furent miennes.
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be.
I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be - and then to fight so hard for it every day that the lie becomes the truth.
I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be - and then to fight so hard for it every day that the lie becomes the truth.