Sam Has Brown Hair And Very, Very

It's Kind Of Like When You Look At Yourself In The Mirror And You Say Your Name. And It Gets To A Point Where None Of It Seems Real.

Why Do I And Everyone I Love Pick People Who Treat Us Like We're Nothing"; - "we Accept The Love We Think We Deserve.

Old Pictures Look Very Rugged And Young, And The People In The Photographs Always Seem A Lot Happier Than You Are.

Maybe It’s Sad That These Are Now Memories. And Maybe It’s Not Sad.

He’s My Whole World.” “don’t Ever Say That About Anyone Again. Not Even Me.