Couldn’t forget it, couldn’t have it, so I locked and chained where nobody could see it.
Ukraine “love tunnel” is about three kilometers. Is still in use in the private railway line a section of the railway line for a factory near the town of eastern Ukraine (Klevan). This road can be noisy, however, when spring comes, this railway on both sides of the lush trees will flourish. The leyend says […]
I refuse to remain in regrets To pander like a slave to your wants No contrition from me will you get No submission to dilettantes I’ve existed too long in secrets I have lived like a man confined Epicene and elaborate Fatalistic and resigned
Love is that you take care, protect and prove it.