My name is Sierra dancing is my heart and music is my soul and these are my thoughts...

tennisneck:

"And I wonder does it blow your mind
That I’m leavin’ you far behind
I wonder does it stop your heart to know
You’re not my sunshine anymore.

Okay you’re pretty, your face is a work of art.
Your smile could light up New York City after dark.
Okay you’re cover boy pretty, stamped with a beauty mark.
But it’s such a pity a boy so pretty with an ugly heart.”