your soul has planted tall trees that grow
Up to the sky,
Branches as strong as the hope for a future between you and I;
These trees I have grown to despise
Because they are just as bright a green as the rim around your eyes
poop
v slow & just a little selective; always accepting plots, pls ask for aim.
A loud laugh escaped the girl’s lips as she took a look at her friend. She knew that he was going to look funny, but not as funny as this. Nicole clutched her stomach, hoping to cope with the pain that came with her laughter. “Oh my god!” She held up the mirror, slightly shaking from her continuous laughter. “You should definitely wear this more often.” She readjusted the Hello Kitty headband that was used to keep up the hair as you wash your face as she held in another laugh. “Oh man, this is gold. Now you’re lvl extra spicy.”
“This is not funny. This is a tragedy.”
He releases a loud scoff as soon as he catches sight of himself in the mirror, and a hand flies to take hold of hers, guiding the mirror so that he can squint in disdain at the offending object that sat atop his head. “Yah–” Jaejin aims a halfhearted blow to her shoulder, the hand previously angling the mirror moving to tweak the ears that were positioned on top of the headband as he continues, “Where’s yours?? Learn from me, Cola. This is just stage one. There’s a whole other spice meter out in the real world.”