…but the truth is that I don’t feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no–I am full of pain. It’s my life that’s empty.
…but the truth is that I don’t feel like I can carry
…but the truth is that I don’t feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no–I am full of pain. It’s my life that’s empty.
