There's blood on her wrists, and a smile on her lips.. there's cuts on her hips.. glitter in her eyes, yet more scars on her thighs. Her laugh fills the room, you never know what she has done, you all… — Patience (taken From Darkness Copy Share Image
There's blood on her wrists, and a smile on her lips.. there's cuts on her hips.. glitter in her eyes, yet more scars on… — Patience (taken From Darkness Copy Share
