Mar 30, 2016
PERHAPS SHE MAY be unnecessarily jovial today ——— but there’s something about the air, and the way it whips flaxen tresses haphazardly, without a care for the world and its unsavory clockwork. the smile that nestles upon roseates is blinding, infused with the glow of a thousand suns ; teasing undertones made heavily prominent. ❛ must you frown on such a beautiful day? it’s a shame, you know. ❜
@sirensita ♥ ’ d.