Fingers Crossed, There Will Be Love.
Home is where your heart is.
Until Chicago can prove itself to be my home again, and throw a little something my way, home is once again Michigan.
I do not want to base my happiness on other people. It has just been very hard. If I were Picasso this would be my blue period.
Not brought on by the death of a friend, but by a betrayal, an abandonment, and a general sense of apathy from all those around me.
Until Chicago can prove itself to be my home again, and throw a little something my way, home is once again Michigan.
I do not want to base my happiness on other people. It has just been very hard. If I were Picasso this would be my blue period.
Not brought on by the death of a friend, but by a betrayal, an abandonment, and a general sense of apathy from all those around me.