Wolves can smell a whore.
your peach pit eyes...
They won't catch me no matter what they say.
I was an April shower, drowning all in love
She was a frail flower, saturated in lust.
Oh no, she tripped. Cracked open that smile.
Don't cry bitch, don't cry.
I painted the horizon a sick green
that matched the hue of your skin.
sensitiveXDandroid
suup. I found u on fashion Music\'s page, haha. anyways
wanna be friends?
posted Jan 22