Dublin, Ireland I started this blog at a point in my life where I was unsure of who I was and of where I was going. An emotional nomad. I'm still not sure where exactly I am, but I think I'm getting where I want to be.
From a young hopeless romantic, with every focus o 150 followers / 4.4k words
Have you ever found a new favourite thing? And the old things are forgotten.. Or disliked.. Well that's how she was. She became your new favourite thing. Leaving me in the shadows, Pondering what it meant to be alive.
I don't want to be broken anymore. This shattered heart of mine It's my noose. The bruises and the scars They won't fade. But you. You think you can fix me. Not a chance. I whisper as the cold metal works it's magic.