Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go, will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know, chasing after you is like a...

No matter gay or grim, it’s those tiny little sparks Daily life that makes me forget my wounded heart It doesn’t matter when, it may rain...

One way Hans interacts with me is by partaking in walk-ins. In this post, I'll address what a walk-in is and how he uses this technique.