I’m okay
I don’t need you today
As for yesterday
I do
Stranded in my head
Pencil or pen
Seems to be the end
Oh now what?
Waiting on something you won’t get back
Hurts more than ever 2 face the fact
That you’re gone 4 good
How did I know that you would
Pack up and graduate
I love mom jeans. It immerses myself in those unforgettable feelings and makes me weep, and I smile as the trumpet starts to play. How wonderful. zhangzhanglang