.Every Good Thing Must Come To An End.

.Every Good Thing Must Come To An End.
.What a shame we all became. Such fragile broken things. A memory remains. Just a tiny spark .






. 'Cause we are broken. What must we do to restore our innoncence. And, oh, the promise we adored ? Give us life again cause we JUST wanna be WHOLE.

We are broken - PARAMORE





.Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you. [...] This heart. It beats. Beats for only you. My heart is Yours.

My Heart - PARMAORE

# Posté le mardi 25 août 2009 05:53