Dear-Night
- LECTURES 1,135
- Chapitres 3
Tattoos, cigarettes, black clothes...
Mark never thought any different, he never let himself fantasize "further" about what he already was.
Sweaters, flowers, bright colors...
Mark never thought he'd be weaker than a pastel boy.
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English version of "Little Pastel Boy", written by me. Translation by Writer-Of-Profecy on DeviantArt. Original in my profile.