My wounded rhymes make silent cries tonight.

(Låten jag kommer lyssna på tills jag dör typ, vackraste någonsin) Denna på p&l alltså.

vill ha den där klänningen.

"The man at her table is sadness. She defies sadness and the confines of depression until she is forced back into the realization that 'sadness is blessing". It's like when you are grieving and you try to make light of it....it doesn't work and often makes it worse or makes you a little crazy"

2 kommentarer:

amy sa...

men åh ja, klänningen!!!

Sofia sa...