do you remember passion? it’s burried beneath a concrete world
are you so tired you can’t even dream, anymore?
fuck this city, and fuck this filthy air
this is me
laura, twenty.
sometimes i give a shit.
i think music makes you love a person
I like white pillows and the blueness of morning, the ocean the sky the trees and the grass, Harry Potter, turkey sandwiches, passion tea lemonade, arnold palmer, and every word that comes out of your mouth.
