what a hooligan...
running eyeliner from tears of tiredness, so i better go catch it.
pretty bubbles in the air. innocent uncursed baby's breath. overprotective older sister screaming at untamed children.
designated babysitter.
oversized balls and hoops. themed parties on a saturday night. just one is fine by me. little child laughter with innocent eyes and thoughts to match.
sleeping over in clonesville usa. where every building looks the same. same shades of ugly roofing. same blueprint for every house. bare backyards of pebble and dust.
only for the truly rich. i can never live amongst them. well; not yet.
so instead of sleeping over i run home.
i like my own bed better anyway.
remember when we set fire to my cadillac<3
pretty bubbles in the air. innocent uncursed baby's breath. overprotective older sister screaming at untamed children.
designated babysitter.
oversized balls and hoops. themed parties on a saturday night. just one is fine by me. little child laughter with innocent eyes and thoughts to match.
sleeping over in clonesville usa. where every building looks the same. same shades of ugly roofing. same blueprint for every house. bare backyards of pebble and dust.
only for the truly rich. i can never live amongst them. well; not yet.
so instead of sleeping over i run home.
i like my own bed better anyway.
remember when we set fire to my cadillac<3