Inspiration Breathing in snowflakes / Burnt lungs, sour taste But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And she don't want to go outside tonight And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland Or sells love to another man It's too cold outside For angels to fly / For angels to dieA Team - Ed Sheeran
Comments That song makes me cry. Every. Single. Time. Anyway, when I discovered that amazing leopard stock (with the gorgeously sexy eye..) I was like, "Omg. Must use. Now." So here it is. It was a struggle to find the perfect background that would look good and realistic-ish. Thank you, *BailanduSilueta for all your encouraging words and love.