Gloomycoquette dzieła

poems (if you can even call them that) or short stories that I think of & want to remember. Some of these chapters might allude to--or even directly address--mature/sensitive topics, and I will label them as such. i hope my writing finds you well.

"your MY beautiful Princess" Rora said, picking Ravn up by her legs, crossing her legs around her waist Ravn starts to blush, her face turning red like a strawberry

i collect bone fragments and organ residue of a doll that once was me, here is her story...