Our love was like a fairytale . . .
. . . minus the fairytale ending.
Serendipity without the blessing of kismet.
Picasso without the paint. Read More
Our love was like a fairytale . . .
. . . minus the fairytale ending.
Serendipity without the blessing of kismet.
Picasso without the paint. Read More
I feel depressed when
those I love leave me. Read More