January 2010
8 posts
I'm happiest when I'm out of my house.
coolaccent:
There’s something so deliciously thrilling about late night escapades and lying in the grass at the park, putting on shoes that make you feel pretty and catching the eye of random strangers who smile at you. Walking around the city with red lipstick on and black tights, linking arms with my friends and throwing my head back with laughter. Even just stepping out onto my roof and...
“How much would you risk to help another person? If your only claim to standing...”
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