——;♡ “Ehehe.. I like this new horse game.” ✨ She’s been spending most of her free time playing this… Uma Musume game. It’s quite entertaining. Please don’t pay her much mind if you hear her cheering for her horse in another room—

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I see the darkness in you . it's welcoming ,

——;♡ She’s staring into a mirror. What seems to be a blank expression on her face would have most believe that her mind was just as blank. ..Before suddenly resting her face within the palms of her hands—her expression changes to one of helplessness. “I wish I was prettier..”

——;♡ “If 𝐲𝐨𝐮 are ever mean to me, 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, I’m going to tell my boyfriend and… and… he won’t be very happy.”

ㅤ kıss my strαwberry lıps ♡ ㅤ

𝜗𝜚

——;♡ ….Huh? She was almost… completely taken aback from the congratulation she had just received from the Harukeshi before her. Silence reigned for a few moments, before her soft features gradually reddened with shyness. “..Thank you.”

——;♡ . . . . . . . She’s almost too scared to ask..- “..What do you think?”

——;♡ AUGH…—! She really shouldn’t have asked— She can’t even bring herself to ask him WHY he would think that. She’s simply too afraid to know his reasoning. All the poor little sheep can do is sadly look down to the ground below as her heart breaks..

——;♡ “And can you explain to me just how exactly what you said is meant to be a good thing..?” The blonde asked helplessly—gaze still cast downward and all. Honestly, she knows she shouldn’t have asked for his reasoning, but she couldn’t help herself..

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the kisses I share with you are incomparable .

ballerina shoes by jean paul gaultier and olympia le-tan

ᅠ 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘍𝘐𝘙𝘌 𝘽𝙐𝙍𝙉𝙎. 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺. ᅠ

/ forgot my log in over here, so I moved things over to another account.

——;♡ Mm… Sleepy time… 💤💤

——;♡ Life has been… a lot more comfortable and stress-free ever since she moved in with her lover… . . . . . . . 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌.. ✨