‘ OH, YOU POOR THING ----- LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO YOU ! ‘ hands confined to their televised prison, they press against the innards of the screen, as if wanting to reach out to her sweet, sweet remnant and envelop him in her arms.
o’ but, alas ---- her era of living was over, and hell she’d rise from this digital world that belonged only to her. ( she’d get back all she had, the crown didn’t fall too far from atop her head. ) ‘ you don’t need ‘ reconditioning ‘ ! you’re perfect just the way you are ! ‘ / @4deva










