26,
Creative Designer 💻
with a passion for writing 🖊
Young and unruly, grazed palms and scraped knees. When she tripped as a child or fell out of trees, she got back up. When judgement sneered
By Annalize Haughton 5 years ago in Families
Her aura changes like the wind. Rare golden yellows twinned with terracotta joy, muffled through coy expressions of blushing rose.
By Annalize Haughton 5 years ago in Poets
