4 may 2013

Housewife, beauty queen, homewrecker, idle teen. 
The ugly years of being a fool, ain’t youth meant to be beautiful? Queen of no identity, I always feel like someone else. A living myth, I grew up in a lie. I can be anyone. A study in identity and illusion, an ode to cindy. 
A living film, a real fake. 

♡ and you will never know love ♡

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