Her world is somehow not that understandable. Sometimes she's blue, or closer to violet. Some other times she's as detail as burgundy, or basically chili red. Some unlucky times she's gray, or even transparent.
She's not as simple as red roses, she's more into sunflowers. She's not commonly fond of what people fond of, she's kinda weird--or you'd say very weird. She's awkwardly insane. She's quite poetic, but definitely not structurally and technically neat enough.
- Bogor, Indonesia
- JoinedAugust 31, 2015
- website: bluntcracks.tumblr.com
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