Grått, guld och marmor
Frida Fahrman | Mode, skönhet och inredning | Sida 2
"Scars are tattoos with better stories"
Whenever I cry myself to sleep...
We All Have A Story To Tell
I stopped caring that they didn't care, I just wanted him to care, and as much as he said he did it never felt like it, did it?
I still don't know if I'm ready to give up my safety blanket. But I've reached the last house on the block. Again.
jag känner för mycket
~me every fucking day~
I'd say this if anybody ever asked how I was, cuz they never do. instead I ask how everybody else is. I'd hate for them to be as messed up as I am