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I'm Bambi, the flower that bloomed in a dark room. Music is my refuge, I crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.This is the life of a gilded soul.


it dont even feel like february it dont even feel like any month we just floatin thru time

(Source: coalgirls, via breathingdaisy)


i still think its 2012

(via champagnekisses-xoxo)