๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐.
๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป.๐ฐ
รa y est c'est mardi, c'est bientรดt le week-end.
โ๏ฟซ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐.
โIโve learned to turn my silence into a weapon, my scars into strength, and my gaze into a warning. Everyone wants to know the story behind the mask, but no one is ready to bear the truth.โ