Mrs L.ÿþWhen I don't know where and when do you are I am sailing into my mind to islands Dreams, Memories and Remains. Of what? Of nothing. I see two children and they belong to two teens. Cosy home and soft sofa our instruments, material wall. When I'm sailing in this, In this sea of these dear sights I know, that Mrs. L. calls. Calls us to dream. Calls us all.Mrs L.
| Musican, digital and traditional artist. For his loved one warm, funny friend. For classmates stupid sucker. Wanted to be Polish version of "movie-American boy" - long-haired, handsome 17. He is? You can think anything. If you don't know his character it means, that you had not ocasion to make him know or he doesn't like you. |
wohooooooo xD
nom. i pytanie czy nim jestem.
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