My name is Amanda. |
Life everlasting. So sweet. Such harmony in words...
Stand alone to be alone. Concetrations of...
Trees of darkness,
calling oh so sweetly...
Love is not a box of chocolates. It more like a war waiting to happen. |
Love is like roses. Roses are born. They live. They fall in love. They have children. Then they die. |
I suffer from ADOP. Attention Deficet OH PRETTY! |