.Winter kept us warm, covering earth in forgetful snow

ساخت وبلاگ

I think I'm brushing my hair... cause there is this girl in the mirror looking at me with dead eyes...

Lolita? Why does your grandma comb your hair 100 times??!

Oh wait, I know!I know...! after hundredth movement of her hand, the last curl straightens...One... two... ninty-nine....hundred! 

But Lolita! Tell your granny that my hair is still curly.. tell her my eyes are wet..tell her my heart is not beating... tell her maybe I'm dead!

دختری بر باد...
ما را در سایت دختری بر باد دنبال می کنید

برچسب : نویسنده : abarbaad3 بازدید : 28 تاريخ : سه شنبه 26 بهمن 1395 ساعت: 1:03