I . . I dunno how I feel about that . . it's easier like this ; being human. I'm liked, I can go anywhere, do anything, play my music, socialise . . .
when I'm . . . well, it's just me. it's lonely . . .
why are you apologizing for gathering food for yourself .แฃ you think a lioness apologizes to a gazelle for following its instincts .แฃ
you think thatโs your other selfโฆ this is your other self. the creature is who you truly are.
" you're asking if a believe a tiny little man lives under rainbow.
no. no I don't believe in them that's ridiculous. "
he'd take another drag of the cigarette, though his gaze remained firmly placed on her.
She's touching her clothes and finally surrenders.
หห I have no idea where did it go honestly. Must've been a leprechaun. หห
Seems like a joke as she places her cigarette between her lips, but her gaze seems lost, traumatized, for a moment.