Turn your scars into stars.

Monday, January 25

If i walk, would you run?
If i stop, would you come?
If i say you're the one, would you believe me?

a subtle kiss that no one sees.

Victoria Athena W.: If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me. Make me simple and I come often. Use me loosely and I dishearten. With purpose I turn true. With luck I turn wild.

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