fishing strawberries in tea and look at chronometer hanging infront of you. Definitions need to be written, headbands need to be done, One need to missed.
I asked how i look in the public and it was said: like a good girl, but know that you are not. Want to wear beige and light pink (already wearing), but there are detail, little black bow on the heart. And the heart symbol preffered to be painted black, not red. This moment wearing that only red shirt, that you left for me and i exchange to you one with cubicles.
p.s. i hate red, dreaming to have blue blood.