Look, I love you this much, and I wanna be with you now, and next year, and whatever comes after that. So I’m asking, in the presence of this coffee cart and the sacred moment that it represents, if you can honestly tell me that you don’t love me anymore.
just human who love ayu wiryodisastro so much :)
I am going where the wind blows, because its tells me to move on
I am going where the wind blows, because its tells me to move on
March 14, 2010
1:08 am
