Alice

Fri, 25 Jul 2025 14:00:55 +0000

So, why does it feel so good to come out from there when I should be sad or angry? Oh, I forget I don't have any right to be angry or sad cause It's my fate. I look out from the window only to see trees and big plants. It's forest? My eyes were still there seeing two men in black with helmets on, driving on bikes. Their body posture looks bulky, the black leather jeans hugging their thighs so tightly it makes look uncomfortable.