We track the time with folded notes...
With photographs, and things we wrote...
Seven doesn't seem like much
or a very big number...
You'll never walk alone
i'll always stand by your side...
I cant go on anymore
I cant live like this...
Here is a buddy
gave a prize as...
My cats are white
my cats are black...
Oh, Bambino,
So soft, and cute...
Dangerous
Ripping friends apart...
The words are there
Out in the open to the world...
I try and try,
But I cant break free from my friend's evil...
WE MET IN THE CRAZIEST WAY EVER
WHO WOULD THINK THAT ME AND HIM WOULD BECOME BEST...
It is funny how people are brought together in...
We seem to have been brought together over...