ivoryfaith.:
Daul
ivoryfaith.:
one day we're gonna live in Paris, i promise
ivoryfaith.:
confusion in her eyes that says it all, she's lost control
ivoryfaith.:
fresh to death and dressed to digress
ivoryfaith.:
temptation greets you like a naughty friend
ivoryfaith.:
you got the good stuff baby won't you flaunt it
ivoryfaith.:
run, run, run away, lost, lost, lost my mind
ivoryfaith.:
they don’t love you like I love you;
ivoryfaith.:
helpp me pick :)
ivoryfaith.:
anything to make you smile it is a better side of you to admire
ivoryfaith.:
the looking glass so shiny and new, how quickly the glamour fades