"i love it when the leaves change." independent violet harmon blog.
She's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin, a beaded necklace and a bottle of gin. She's a nightmare Hippy girl, with her skinny fingers fondling' my world. She's a whimsical, tragical beauty, self-conscious and a little bit moody.
tracking the tag #foreverharmon
You can’t take away, turn away, run away, fuck with me. Don’t say that its over.