Wendilicious
Moi
Teach. Sing. Write. Fly. Dive. Rave.
I'm not the girl your mom warned you about, her imagination was never this good.
Work for pasta and ice cream and also makes pasta and ice cream work for me.
Ecoutez
More of me
2/19/09, 6:35 PM
I'm looking at you through the glassDon't know how much time has past
Now all I know is that feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
Cause' I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars... the stars... that shine for you
And it's the stars... the stars... that lie to you