E quando não se tem mais nada para fazer, fotografa-se Barbies. yup. 



*random picture part 18272932*
Love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.

"Him. His voice. His laugh. The way he looks at me. His smile. My heart beating faster when he talks with me. And the way he doesn't know how perfect he is. All about him makes me smile."

E a ti, o que te faz sorrir?