London calls me a stranger


domingo, 24 de marzo de 2013 14:48 | permalink | comment
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. 
The way it stops and starts.




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Bianca, 17.
My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.


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