instead

[stockholmmilk]

The distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it was me.
my thinking- the cancer of never letting go. what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me to?

I think and think and think.
I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

Comments

[anonymous]

Holy Shit! You're flawless.

[dirty__glamour]

you're stunning.

[stockholmmilk]

Thank you.

[sleepykristin]

so pretty!

[stockholmmilk]

Miss you Kris, come back to my world.

[sleepykristin]

I am here, where are you? you always disappear!

[stockholmmilk]

Im always here.

[killanxiety]

i think way too much too, it kills me.

+ you look beautiful in that picture :)

[stockholmmilk]

Thank you!