Eliza's Blog

You got the threats night time as i sleep, you are living me... As i drink a glass of Martini i think threats are all over you and burried alive with me... Before dawn it wasn't me...

Escape from the river sudden turns like a fog memories will release me looking at the clock. Abuse is the master send me in frond strange desire felt through the door. You are a victim what should i thought? after you covered, men will approach... no body's fault. Since you neglected me chaos is born your children killed you i lost control.