We are the reckless, we are the wild youth.
May 31st. Find the anchor that holds you down and never let it go.
Peace, love and beads.
I won't stop until I'm numb, tellin' nyself the night is young.
OKAY I’m gonna do it anyway. I wanted to do something nice for Christmas so, reblog this before Christmas and I’ll draw a cutie (something like this///) based on your blog!
Will it be a boy, will it be a girl?? Happy or sad?? Colorful or bw? I will look trough your blog and base it on your theme/posts/maybe even selfies if i happen to find some~