Into The Blog, I know I'll Plot!

Well Well Well!

Things of the life. Love is passing by. Just not postpone that Call. Just hear from the Mist, my Pel, my Gall. Just Mistress of Fall. Smile, and keep the same after her kiss.

I pray, to keep this unstablishness pulsing my heart. She broke my iron fist, and put the sadness to the other side of existence. Melting Pot of Love, gain power of stroke.