Beneath the make-up, and behind the smile. i'm just a girl, who wishes for the world.

I remember when getting high meant swinging at the play-grounds. race issues were who could run the fastest. the only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike. the thing i remember the most was wanting to grow up.

Watching them together, you don't really want to look. it's like a car crash, you can't help but stare.