#chirping
Follow to get notified about new posts with this tagHis chances of holding her were the same as going to the moon. There's no happy ending to the story when a porcupine loves a balloon.
When riots strike- bombing and bloodshed, look O man your own soil is red !! The chirping birds are no where to be seen, and not even the children laughing in the green. Over you look there- you see bombs
