February 2012
“There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually...”
– Chuck Klosterman (via nagging)
little star
flowerlilies:
* Little layer, of lots of glitter; under her the world will wither. Shining bright, against the sun; she is always number one.
Tip toe dancing, to the beat; tripping slightly, over her feet. Lady, girl, wonder, mistress she’s the only one that hits us. Pure and...
