She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

hahas. brine demanded i write this
so yeah.
ver lives in a bubble.
ver lives in a bubble.
ver lives in a bubble.
ver lives in a bubble.
ver lives in a bubble.
ver lives in a bubble.
hahahahahas.
but we live in a greyland bubble.
lols.
where the sky is green,
the sea is pink,
the trees are orange
and the sand is purple.
lols.
that's the greyland bubble.
(:
i just realised this is the 123rd post. lols. back to top?