sigh. . . what a pain.

. . . Your a fool. You might be even more foolish then my pupil. [ Unsheathing her sword, a cold glare was given towards the white haired male as she started drawing closer. ] Any last words ❓

morning. . .

|| been a while since i did this.

the white haired woman could be seen, lying in her own pool of blood. She was broken and battered— she couldn't even feel her own limbs. Every part of her body was in excruciating pain.

🌌| SHE'S SO GORGEOUS HOLYYYYYYY

𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 🌌✨ #SeductiveSunday

finally. here she sits in the silence all alone just the way it should be. no disturbances.

🌌| I purposely like to drop angst on you guys out of the blue

🌌| why are faouzia's songs so befitting of most of the characters I write as

Appears. . . . Disappears.