27/F/England    Sunshine spills from her lips, every time she smiles

Woodlands    Just a thinker

With Strangers    Words fall through me, always fool me. If you want to read more unpublished shit of mine heres my blog http://pensievesandpoetry.wordpress.com/

talking to Death    "it's the heart that really matters in the end." Just a seventeen year old on a quest for her identity.