I’m 22 years old - that’s almost 30, and I still haven’t accepted that this is my life. And I just wish that I could be dumb. And then I wouldn’t know better and I could be happy and stop hoping. And I’m telling you this like you’re interested in my boring life.
Riding In Cars With Boys [I could have writen this!!]
People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut’s long gone, the pain still lingers.
I'm a Lover not a fighter, Adventure seeker, living spontaneously, lover of film, music, books,zombies, & all arts. Collector.
Family orientated , I'm the best Auntie.
This has turned into MY LIFE & MUSIC.
Link to TRNTBL Posted MusicASK
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