Ładzia, Sweetheart 

 You’re my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
You’re my best friend

Ooo you make me live

So tired of life that sometimes I wanna just die. 

Only 17, but she walks the streets so mean...

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free

But you'll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

The Sun should give up on me

And everything under the sun is in tune

But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.

Maybe this year Paris will be ours ?

I hope so.

I can't wait.

 

Śmierć tak bardzo nie chciana, a tak często widziana...

She takes from us those whom we love,  and at this moment we could sacrifice our lives to save them.

Mirrors are more fun than the television