farjor

I could use a dream or a genie or a wish, to go back to a place much simpler than this. Because after all the partying and smashing and crashing, and all the glitz and the fashion and all the madness, there comes a time where you fade to the blackness. And when you staring at that phone in your lap and you hoping but them people never call you back. But that's just how the story unfolds and when your plans unravel in the sand, what would you wish for if you had one chance?


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