The fairies stories exist where the soul is a girl and not a black butterfly.
These looks that express love, hate, happiness, sadness, sincerity, sarcasms...
They appear everytime. They like to be informers, sometimes for well, sometimes for evil. The problem is when they tangle you in a sea of confusions
They appear everytime. They like to be informers, sometimes for well, sometimes for evil. The problem is when they tangle you in a sea of confusions
I believe in the fairies flying in my fantasies because in my story I continue looking for an end
How am I supposed to feel when you're not here.Cause I burned, every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try, holding onto silly things, I never learn
I still try, holding onto silly things, I never learn
If you see the Sun goes out in the morning, it will go away in the night ... this way I knew that I do not live in a real world, is fantasy time
Faantasy Fever!
Grupo creado: 15-ago-2008
33 miembros
Fabulous obsession, fantastic exaggeration.
