love everything KoRn, met "Head", miss david. druming is my love.
my dreams.. my dreams are vary far away. they live in a place not forgotten, they rise and fall with your every breath, they hide behind that sacred breast. your love my dear, it is so sincere, some times i can't believe a single lovely word you say, these words that slip past those lovely lips, the things you can say with those hips.. all to good for me, all to good to...