i'm starting to find my way home. bit by bit i'm seeing the light i'll then start goodbyes, i might. i can't see cares, i can't feel right. i know in my self i have to fight.
i'm questioning my self why i didn't use this denim jacket for a long time, it slept in my closet for a decade. well, that's a difficult question my lady. my old time fave denim minimini skirt, not yet tired of it.