In broken states hearts sure do tell their best tales.
JENNY WINBLADHIn broken states hearts sure do tell their best tales.
JENNY WINBLADHI know my worth it shouldn’t have to slap me in the face though.
JENNY WINBLADHI love you but not at any cost.
JENNY WINBLADHWhat a pure and intimate thing – to be reading the words of another.
JENNY WINBLADHI’ll be a fool anywhere but never in love, I promise me that.
JENNY WINBLADHWhen your soul share the pain of theirs I would call it love.
JENNY WINBLADHYou know what would be hot? To get loved before you get fucked.
JENNY WINBLADHEven in difficult and trying times I find comfort in knowing you are mine.
JENNY WINBLADHHome is where the heart is, but my heart is with you and I’m not with it.
JENNY WINBLADHI managed to cut myself loose and while there was pain – there weren’t any blood.
JENNY WINBLADHFrom opal mornings to indigo nights I think about you, all the time.
JENNY WINBLADHHug me from behind so we won’t have to stare the facts in the eye.
JENNY WINBLADHAutumn makes us pull up our feet and curl up with our hearts.
JENNY WINBLADHDon’t excuse toxic traits by trying to highlight the loving ones.
JENNY WINBLADHWake us from this seasonal slumber of sorts, it is time for us to finally bloom.
JENNY WINBLADHI will be waiting with open arms and a wider than ever heart.
JENNY WINBLADH