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.
social exile/ the new queen bee’s punishment for the former monarch ! amanda claimed it was a far kinder penalty than she deserved for the crime she committed against her — a crime only a few knew the details too . but it all seemed a little juvenile now in hindsight . mossy hues land on the perpetrated , boot clad feet carrying her towards kimberly before taking a perch parallel to her ,soft curve of her lips to follow .❛alien’s&superheroes in angel grove — who’da thought , huh .❜