free yourself
we're young, we're love. follow<3
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
when you hold my hand i feel all warm on the inside, and i think it's butterflies, flying crazy, eating each others heads off, flying with blind eyes in my tummy,
all because you held my hand.
don't let go.
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