I feel lost, I don't see anyone by my side, I sit in the dark, waiting for a light, a light as bright as a star or the sun. I wish, I wish I knew what was going to happen. I don't feel worried. I don't know what's going to happen. I hope it ends soon.
Whether her hair is blonde or black, her beauty always shines through. Her true glow comes from within, and no matter what she does, she’s always breathtaking
She could change her hair a thousand times, and she’d still be the definition of beauty.
Like wdym work, sleep, school n no drugs, no hanging around high w my friends in the streets