She’s no one really; no one and everyone all at the same time. She’s a beauty queen with bruises on her arm, she’s the bipolar therapist in the background of your nightmares. She’s the slow-motion car crash you can’t stop watching. She’s your morbid curiosity and your most intense desire all rolled into one. She is flawed perfection and twisted sanity; she is the song you can’t stop playing over and over. She’s the one you’d rather forget and the one you’ll always remember.

In a nutshell: 
Victoria / 19 / Sydney, Australia



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