when winter begins to get stale.
my devestation rushes to the surface.
there is a sack of sadness that surrounds my heart.
memories that scar me. feelings that overpower me.
i ache for you.
when winter begins to get stale. my devestation rushes to the surface. there is a sack of sadness that surrounds my...
deadgirls: nightmarebrunette: modfetish: thingsthatexciteme: Rebecca Bex Fleetwood