One of my favourite things about tumblr, or at least part of the anonymous nature it can have, is that everything is open to interpretation from whichever corner you’re standing in. There’s something quietly secret about a lot of the pictures I post, and that stream of thought get caught and stamped onto the page. Tonight, I am quietly screaming. Yet even after that confession, I don’t even quite believe myself.
Piccsy :: Untitled/♥♥♥ on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15271972
