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Risque.
I want to be the sun, and run away with my moon. I'm the girl that always sits in the back of the classroom with her hair hiding the earphones blaring music into her ears, while doodling in a notebook and daydreaming about famous musicians. Look for the girl with the sun in her I'm the girl in the middle of the crowd at a show, looking up at the people on the stage with sheer admiration and a never ending wish to be one of them. Dancing her heart out, her pulse in sync with the beat of the music. She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls. I'm the girl that's stuck between insane and insecure. The one that looks in the mirror and hates the person staring back, screaming insults at the reflection in her head while wondering if her mind is still all there. She'll never make it alone. It's easier to go. I'm the girl that has a never ending fear of commitment. Yet she's just as terrified of being alone in the world. She hates being touched but loves to cuddle up with someone. She's an enigma in herself. What's in a name? Credits: Layout made by Claire @ liesforaliar Stock image for header by Jeremy Saffer Best viewed in Mozilla Firefox |