Criswwwis.:
Blue
Criswwwis.:
"Read the signs."
Criswwwis.:
Reflejo.
Criswwwis.:
Skinny love.
Criswwwis.:
Autumn.
Criswwwis.:
"The echoes in my head they rhyme."
Criswwwis.:
No past land.
Criswwwis.:
"But are we all lost stars, trying to light up the dark."
Criswwwis.:
Up we go.
Criswwwis.:
"Love me like I'm not made of stone."
Criswwwis.:
Reflejo (III)
Criswwwis.:
My happiness has gone.
Criswwwis.:
Summer sunset.
Criswwwis.:
Looking up.
Criswwwis.:
Something's triggered when i look at you.
Criswwwis.:
Feeling like Axl Rose.
Criswwwis.:
No regrets.
Criswwwis.:
Love me or leave me at London.
Criswwwis.:
Self-portrait.
Criswwwis.:
Taste you.
Criswwwis.:
Obliviate.
