Its not everyday that you see someone dying and later hear that he is dead.
That was the first line of my diary entry that fateful day, May 3 2005. For most of that evening I would have sold my soul to the devil for a pair of ear plugs. Read On
Its not everyday that you see someone dying and later hear that he is dead.
That was the first line of my diary entry that fateful day, May 3 2005. For most of that evening I would have sold my soul to the devil for a pair of ear plugs. Read On