I feel worn out, like a rag that's been torn apart. I'm at war with the world, life, and myself. I'm merely living off a sheer thread of hope, and it's being torn apart. I smashed my head to quiet the thoughts. I clawed my surface to match my inner. I flushed my body raw. It's crisp, and dented. I'm slaughtered from the outside-in. Misery at it's finest.
i am a new fashion blogger from indonesia living in singapore :) i really like your blog. i will really appreciate & it will be an honor to have u as my blog member.
ReplyDeleteand of course i will folback!:D also, u can mention me anytime on twitter @tiodang if you want me to check out your latest post & leave a comment ^^ ,please list me on twitter, so i will know u're my follower!! ;)
i've just recommend your post to google!u can check it! that's what u got if you keep in touch with my blog too!! hope u will do the same ^^
(u can add me on facebook and contact me at : cheeringwinda@yahoo.com)