No wonder why there’s no mirrors on these walls no more You can’t tell me why you’re so terrified of beautiful Scared of the good more than the evil Scared of the light more than the dark Scared of the truth so much more than the lie I'm scared for you I'm scared of you Scared of beautiful
No wonder why there’s no mirrors on these walls no more You can’t tell me why you’re so terrified of beautiful Scared of the good more than the evil Scared of the light more than the dark Scared of the truth so much more than the lie I'm scared for you I'm scared of you Scared of beautiful
omg
finally someone who knows how I feel
omg
brb freaking out
omg.
a whole half of my right hand doesn't have feeling/is hypersensitive. ever since I broke my arm in 2010. -_-
finally someone who knows how I feel
omg
brb freaking out
omg.
a whole half of my right hand doesn't have feeling/is hypersensitive. ever since I broke my arm in 2010. -_-