Fashion has a price ♥♥

There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it

You've never really made a mistake, until you've done it twice.

I wish you could see what I feel
And see the pain
It's - complicated

I do not know what to choose?
My decision determines
Be with you or not

If you could describe what I feel .. No one would recognize me

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take