Starving
when the night is coming, i always feel kinda lonely. i wanna a home, some family, at least some friend…
i don’t know where is home. i wanna go back but i cant.
even thought i’m rich, i’m not happy…
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when the night is coming, i always feel kinda lonely. i wanna a home, some family, at least some friend…
i don’t know where is home. i wanna go back but i cant.
even thought i’m rich, i’m not happy…
