Big dreams, gangster Said you had to leave to start your life over I was like: "no please, stay here,"

Blue jeans, White shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean, and love hurts

Une rencontre,le commencement d’une séparation.

Le cri du sentiment est toujours absurde ; mais il est sublime, parce qu'il est absurde.

Instafun!

Click:

http://instagram.com/oppositelipstick

Enfin un peu de lumière

Ok, strike a pose..... Are we good? Oh, you're filming?! looool

With my boy <3

 Face, lips,hand, chin, neck...smizing! -_-'

Trying our best to look good 

Too funny



Liu Jo

Miss my girl, yurr!

Check out her blog!

http://www.bambambibam.com/