18/Indian/ avid admirer of moon
Her aura is made of dried roses, venom and black pearls...
Trying to frame the storms that fill my mind into words that flow, just trying, just learning...
-Mishti, your next door beige girl!
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Story by Mishti
The pineapple pizza
"Honey, I'm home. Oh wait, that's right. I live alone."
You've been living alone in the not so home...
