Create your own happiness.

Everyday we repeated the same story. My mother is nerves because my father spend the little money we had in drinks at the bar. And my father, like a long time ago, forgetting about his family. And when something is not shown, it stops being.

~ I do not know at what point I stopped being an innocent girl who fantasized about fairy tales, to become a teenager who was looking for fun between a couple of bottles and unbridled dancing in a small pub. To put aside my dolls to start playing with what they call ... Love. What I did not know, is that it does hurt. And a lot. Christmas had passed. And there I was, walking through the cold frost and the January sun, repeating to myself again and again that it would never happen again. Nobody would not break my heart again. At 17 years old. Fool girl. You still have a lot to live. But it never is wrong to repeat to yourself that you are no one's game, and that you are the only one who knows what it is worth, and how far it is willing to bear with~.

My baby Eileen grow up <3.

But it’s time to say goodbye.

The End.

Going into the crypt.

You can not cheat the heart.

Oh yes! Of course! I'll try when I could okay? :)

Of course! Well, there is a good Tumblr blog where you can find everything you are looking for. See sssvitlans Tumblr for that :)

Boom.

The dessert for after Christmas dinner ;).

(Because I’ll not be here on December 24 th or 25 th and I’ve already done the pictures, lol. Love you).