December 2011
23 posts
Those times when you can smell happiness but somehow the lingering smell of the past seeps in and poke your heart with sharp rusty needles. Those types that leaves a scar that no matter where you go or what you do, it just won’t go away. And it hurts like crazy that no one can even help you, but your ownself.
xoxo.
Last Friday Night. ;)
Those times when you happen to be early for bed and all the thoughts came running to your mind and try to fight over what the angel and the devil had to say.
No. I don't want a boyfriend who's gunna give me...
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