REAL CINDERELLA


2012.03.25 - HIATUS

Just like the stars in the sky, I want my light to illuminate someone's darkest nights and guide them home.

Sixth Gun. Dear Number. [un]beautiful creature. VIP. Blackjack. Dedicated fan.
No music, no life.

into a star manipulations watch them move prompts & drabbles forever loyal the guiding light heart of a dreamer life's soundtrack

It’s weird. I’ve kinda gotten to the point where I just don’t really want to be on the computer anymore. I want to take the phone and just curl up in my own little world. I mean, it’s the same thing, being online through the phone or the computer, but at the same time, it’s not. It’s like I’m in my own little bubble with a select few people that I talk to…

Maybe I am withdrawing? Who knows.