Oct 21, 2017
@cruciified - x
she with the sand coloured hair that matched her near-ivory skin inhaled as if it was her first take of air in years. the cold air burning her nose as her hands shoved themselves into the pockets of her pants snugly. the wind against the leaves on the radiated trees were nothing but an ambient sound to the female.
“i’m not saying i have all the answers.” she emphasized, her voice dripping desperation with a shot of annoyance. “i’m just saying, we need to figure something out together.”
