• I sleep like a rose when I feel two lips on my cheek
    Then I wake up, but there is no one when I take a peek
    I want to close my eyes again, but then I hear my phone beeping
    The light of the screen hurts my eyes but while I'm reeding
    I just feel those two lips back, and I turn around to see who
    And there you are my bijou


    I wish I was a tear. So I was born in your eyes, I lived on your cheek and I died on your lips

    :]


    Til hug og blod.

    *reading

    hij's leuk c:


    Soms ben ik het sterkste wijf ter wereld en soms ben ik een kwartelei.

    (flower)


    Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are. - The messenger, Markus Zusak

    Peyrac schreef:
    *reading

    hij's leuk c:


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

    Peyrac schreef:
    *reading

    hij's leuk c:


    "The only way of finding a solution is to fight back, to move, to run, and to control that pressure."