Ms Me: Fuck fortune
Ms Me: Hope
Ms Me: Sorrow is that leaden weight that makes the soul stop flickering in the wind of the future
Ms Me: When you lost the ability of courtesy in put a smile on your face, you better hide. They rather see you dead than unhappy
Ms Me: the hardest acception to make is that you can't accept
Ms Me: They say I need medication
Ms Me: Holding on to let go let go let go let go
Ms Me: Are you hurt?
Ms Me: He looks at me and smile just as it was something happy with/in me
Ms Me: Trust
Ms Me: A Good Mourning
Ms Me: Mona Lisa without her smile
Ms Me: When will this fucking inner journey end?
Ms Me: I'm not depressed. Just having a deep rest.
Ms Me: When all your stars have fallen and all your wishes has come true there is no starry sky left, only black night. Night and God. Good night then.
Ms Me: the eyesight of a girl in love
Ms Me: You can’t buy a ticket inbroad. If you wanna go straight into the heartland, the ride is absolutely free.
Ms Me: Malin! You are perfect with or without
Ms Me: Grab the glow you can get
Ms Me: Alienation is my nation
Ms Me: Don't believe who you are
Ms Me: We got all these maps to get lost