Mar 31, 2019
oh how amber - golde locks sprout from a mind too twisted to be called fair headed by any degree, teasing duo - toned eyes with their curled lisp . by every regard , it’s annoying , and how thin lips press together alike a bloody cut of the face : fingers reach up , twirl messy hair , and chest stutters in ragged huff . ❛ You think , ❜ words pour like blood from a gash as they do from twisted mouth , ❛ If i cut off my scalp , it’d make things better or worse ? ❜