I am a wallflower.
I've bloomed to early, my petals are dying.
Summer will not kiss me.
Black thorns are growing out of parts of me I didn't know I had.
Soon I'll be nothing but a bundle of dead briars.
Then, no white rabbit will touch me.
المُتابَعون
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
أو
قصة بقلم Stephanie Black
Everyday
This is just gonna be me posting about my life.
I guess it'll be more of a personal vent than anything.
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