Today I'm listening to: "Joanne" by Lady Gaga
Where is the golden line of our life? I wonder how can I impact the time. I wish I could have stayed when I went away. I wish I could have been more me. Because after that came the consequences that I didn't predict and now it pains me so much. Just yesterday I was the luckiest girl on the planet. Why does it work this way. Wyh can't we change the time. Or at least control it to some point?
