Total Pageviews

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Louise Vitton

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? RUNNIN’ ROUND LEAVING SCARES, COLLECTING YOUR JAR OF HEARTS AND TEARING LOVE APART. YOU’RE GONNA CATCH A COLD, FROM THE ICE INSIDE YOUR SOUL, SO DON’T COME BACK FOR ME, DON’T COME BACK AT ALL.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

PEOPLE CRY. NOT BECAUSE THEY’RE WEAK, IT’S BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STRONG FOR TOO LONG.

Rule no.8



THIS WILL BE THE LAST TIME YOU MAKE ME CRY.

YOU NEVER DID GIVE A DAMN

YOU NEVER DID GIVE A DAMN THING HONEY BUT I CRIED, CRIED FOR YOU. AND I KNOW YOU WOULDN’T HAVE TOLD NOBODY IF I DIED, DIED FOR YOU. DIED FOR YOU… WHAT A SHAME, WHAT A RAINY ENDING GIVEN TO A PERFECT DAY… EVERY SMILE YOU FAKE IS SO CONDESCENDING COUNTING ALL THE SCARS YOU MADE. AND NOW THAT I’M SITTING HERE THINKING IT THROUGH, I’VE NEVER BEEN ANYWHERE COLD AS YOU.

SECRET NO.27

Tumblr_lq9movwegq1qem0j4o1_500_large

WHEN YOU’RE DRUNK,

212z70n_large

Everything is possible. You do crazy things. You don’t care what people may say or think. You just do and say what’s in your mind right now. You are spontaneous. You laugh for everything, you have this fever inside, you want to dance, you talk to everyone, you love everyone. The world is yours.

But then you wake up with a fucking headache, people try to remmember you what you did, you feel ashamed, the world is not yours anymore.

SupA Cute

Pink