Bad day. Hand scalded. Back ache. Eye bags.
♥ ♥ ♥
And as I speak my mind, my eyes starts to create ponds. …
Feel like screaming my lungs out hoping someone would hear me
Maybe you don’t get it.
Maybe you never will.
Maybe you should have known.
Maybe you haven’t.
There’s no one else but you.
7 months ago source:moi-et-la-solitaire kirinettwin 267,057 notes
