thepalebluesky
her locks were a bright color of magnolia yellow and they'd shine along with the sun and it would make her smile as soft and angelic. that moment seemed to last a lifetime and now in these dark sheets of a mundane room, I'm longing to feel that again.
why is it the bus entry again?
can I have a busket of flowers?
bus bus bus vroom.
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