L'ultima neve di primavera

l'amour

How i wish, how i wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears.

Wish you were here.♥

many, many hearts for ME ♥♥♥♥♥♥

♥

You're getting older, endless kinder f o r e v e r .-