Purple Forest
CrookedThese shelves stare at me,Crooked
their contents remind me to run away, chills run up my legs, it is not that I am alone, it is that I have no desire for company, the blue paint in front of my bored eyes is not kissing the white, it grabs it, takes it, messily, this desk is a confessional that demands my silence,
it mocks me, the bathrooms are bright white,
and if my elementary had not been spent exploring Africa, I would call it elementary, I was cold, warm water splashes, washes away pretend pretty, the look on my face is that
Juliet?
New Lens
Pestered
It's really appreciated, keep up the great work in your gallery ^^
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用中文入侵da吧!!!! (yeah, I copied from you DJ Mikan XD)
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