A tree falls as its life has been spent.
A child laughs
and I sit somewhere looking at your eyes…
Could it be that destiny follows us like ghosts
or could it be we are like fallen trees…
-miss x
Concept.Not.
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I'm that strange girl with big eyes, looking at the world with curiosity and is trying to build a world that doesn't exist. You will never fully understand me because I'm full of surprises and controversies. I'm also a music whore,who loves to compose & sing music. I probably know more music than your music teacher because that's what I love to study and read about. Music and the arts is divinity to me. I'm also a fashionista with a profound love for the arts of fashion & shoes. I'm also a world traveler, so I paint my world with words and call myself a poet, who has a little vaudevillian in her spirit. Not black or white, but something of everything. Lover of all beautiful things. The mysteriousness of the puma in a foggy jungle in central america is the person I would like to be, never understood yet intriguing and exciting. Welcome to my world and to my fantasies of this bizarre and dark world with fantastical dreams. /Miss X View all posts by Creative Rebelle
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