showed my one irl friend who knows of my existence on this wretched site one of your posts and this was his response

*I ran my fingers through your hair scratching lightly as I drove*

I see her walk in she has big eyes the kind you could probably see her past through if you just looked long enough brown and long her hair flows like the sand in the desert but nowhere near as dry it's soft like a warm hug she's an artist the best I've ever seen the kind of art you could find your own meaning to if you looked inside yourself hard enough " it's all about self expression" she told me once she's kind doesn't let the talent get to the best of her, her mind