but i ignore things, and i move sideways until i forget what i felt in the first place. at the end of the day i know there are worse ways to stay alive. 'cause everyone's growing and everyone's healthy i'm terrified that i might never have met me. oh, if my engine works perfect on empty i guess i'll drive.
but i ignore things, and i move sideways until i forget what i felt in the first place. at the end of the day i know there are worse ways to stay alive. 'cause everyone's growing and everyone's healthy i'm terrified that i might never have met me. oh, if my engine works perfect on empty i guess i'll drive.
mdm › pocketful of sunshine
Ariel Salsbury
Onglet 1
faceclaim : aaron taylor-johnson + foolish blondie. codage signature par alcara. icons par vocivus et miserunt.
take the words for what they are, a dwindling, mercurial high. a drug that only worked, the first few hundred times. and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares. they show their truth one single time - but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times.
take the words for what they are, a dwindling, mercurial high. a drug that only worked, the first few hundred times. and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares. they show their truth one single time - but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times.
elle s'est perdue dans la passion Perdue dans la boisson perdue dans les tourments Perdue dans les tournants Sous sa combi chic, elle est triste Sous ses paillettes noires
elle est triste
mdm › pocketful of sunshine
Ariel Salsbury
Onglet 1
faceclaim : aaron taylor-johnson + foolish blondie. codage signature par alcara. icons par vocivus et miserunt.
take the words for what they are, a dwindling, mercurial high. a drug that only worked, the first few hundred times. and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares. they show their truth one single time - but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times.
take the words for what they are, a dwindling, mercurial high. a drug that only worked, the first few hundred times. and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares. they show their truth one single time - but they lie, and they lie, and they lie, a million little times.
laissez, laissez mon cœur s'enivrer d'un mensonge, plonger dans vos beaux yeux comme dans un beau songe, et sommeiller longtemps à l'ombre de vos cils.