“Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
― Anton Chekhov
Joint account between two girls who are too cynical for their own good. Forgive my best friend's attitude, she is somewhat damaged. Don't ask who's talking, both of us are.
ENJOY xx
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“Between us, there are talks of games and music. There are days of banter and pure enjoyment. But when did we...