Sometimes the dull simplicity of black and white
comes and knocks on my door and without...

I need to tell you something that comes true from...
I will let them them flow and they`ll begin like...

I want to wake up in the morning, not feeling sad...

Is there a workshop somewhere
that's specially made for minds...

I think of you every day, at any place
Holding the faint memory of your face...

Dear heart,
I am calling a state of emergency...

I'm looking at each picture carefully, reminiscing...

Stress is something we all have, something we can...

I was stuck.
I could not for the life of me...

Once again, my life is spiraling downward...

For every second I'm not with you
I feel so unloved...

Wat\'s a promise?.. wat is luv?.. who do yooh...