14, girl, Sweden. I'm just drinking air and eating music.
CHILLAX I have my cardigan, oboy' and twilight. I'm ready to chill.
CHAPTER 1 I'm looking in the mirror. I can feel the cold glass on my nose. My pupils is big like hockey pucks. My blonde hair is longer than my shoulders. There is spmething about me that is beautiful. Something.. But I don't know what. I'm breating on the cold glass, and start to painting myself. I laugh. But suddenly I stop. I'm taking my clothes off and look in the mirror again. No, I'm not beautiful.
LOVE you know you are in love when you see the world in his eyes, and his eyes all over the world.
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE on the first page of our story, the future seemed so bright.
