your eyes whisper how me met cross the room your silhouette starts to make its way to me
Uhm yah…
i would just like to esay dat it really eroytates me when tumbler won’t load any pages… cause IT SHOULD!
My days are dust in the wind
Regardless of how many bad things keep pounding me down at the end of the day I am alive… and that is quite enough for me.
Why?
why am i the biggest fuck up? …
not many other people can single handedly ruin their own mothers life in a matter of moments…
the-wild-dreamer: oh thank you for raping my blog with likes. powerpuff girls next weekend???
XD I am glad you liked it and yes that sounds very nice!
Basically
If i were cuter I would dress cuter. My clothes are an exact match to how cute I am or feel.
