do not assume that i am a child because i wear flower wreaths in my hair. in the wintertime, their petals shrivel to reveal the obsidian bones of a crown underneath.
❛what a lovely display of personhood . he’s like a good book cover that grabs your gaze —read me! i’m fun but smart , you won’t be able to put me down .❜rosette lips held a glorious smile , full of glee & clear admiration .
