Edge Of The Earth, 30 Seconds To Mars

Girl of my life,











Man of my mind.












I feel so pathetic, I changed my dp from Barbie to Van Gogh.
I feel so sick, I'm running a slight fever. Maybe I'm stressed.
I really dislike, or should I say, HATE school.

Prata, you silly shit. I miss and love you, hope you're better now.

Oh yes, my little poor Barbie is ill :O
And I know I suck at letting you know that I love you,
but you're on my cracked mind all the damn time.
Please take care? I love you.
Fly away, leave it to me. I'll take care of you.

Shunned by the Devil himself, this bloody romance.