The town I didn't so much grow up in but was formed in has burnt down and ironically its those memories I've repressed. God I'm crying for memories I don't have and that's what is breaking my heart.
There is a light and it never goes out. My family has lost their homes the house where my Grandma had a business and I had a brother is gone. I'm gonna keep singing The Smiths till I feel better.
♪"Sheila take, Sheila take a bow . . ."♫
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you started your blog girlie!
ReplyDeleteGod I love The Smiths's. Spent my teenage years enveloped in Morrisey's awesomeness :))
Thanks kitten! xo
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