| "and all of the corpses walk step by step...to the rythym of their once beating hearts over and over they march...on and on...to the same old songs...trying to find something worth living for." -"corps of corpses" by hawthorne heights |
| "B L A I S E" blaise;not her real name. but you can call her that. she loves coloring her hair. she loves speaking in third person. she lives on the east coast of america. she loves steak. she loves to wear make-up. she loves sporting her big nerd glasses. she loves all time low. she hates to hate. she hates bad spelling. she has her septum pierced. she has a love for brightly colored skinny jeans. |
plus I would owe you one (a request perhaps!).
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This heart, it beats, beats for only you. My heart is yours.
omfg...i think my brain is gonna explode! bawahah!
whats a DAID?
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This heart, it beats, beats for only you. My heart is yours.
Yeah!
Any specific pictures you want me to use, color scheme, uhh...
just reply with what you want on it, and i'll do my best.
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~Hana
★ ShallowSleep Aesthetics★
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Life is not black and white. Life is more like a detailed sketch. There are many different shades of grey.
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