You’ll be okay; follow your heart.

Wake up, kids! We've got the dreamer's disease. Age 14, we got you down on your knees. So polite, we're busy still saying please. Frenemies, who when you're down ain't your friend. Every night we smash your Mercedes-Benz. First we run, and then we laugh 'til we cry. "But when the night is falling, You... Continue Reading →

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