Hello! <3
My name is butter beer, very pleased to meet you. I am a very jolly nonowner, awaiting to win a few kiamaras. This kiamara, gives me a loss of breath and words to say. Am I feeling love? Someone please pinch me, I think I'm in Wonderland. Thank you very much Wind Song. You amaze me.
This lovely's name is Winter, a soft, cold, beautiful name. Inspiring in my eyes, she's a beauty. She's name after the sweet and joyful season. Full of happiness and fun she is truly an inspiration.
This obviously is a female. Those soft purple and bright blue eyes, yes definitely a girl. Would a boy have those long, lush eyelashes, I don't think so.
winter- beautiful - loveable - charishable - strong - free - bubbly - warm - inspiration - charisma - dreamer- ponderer -
It looks like Winter wants to show you a few links, she'd loved if you could see them. She want you to feel happy and beautiful
you are beautifullife is beautifulsmile and be happyRoses are red, Violets are blue.
I am beautiful and you are too.
I love you. I love you to smile.
Please cheer up, and Smile. Smile as wide as a mile.
I am weak but truly strong. Oh you are my home sweet home.
And I will love you for
eternity to come.
-I love you, by me.
(This is Winter speaking)
This is me, and this is my story. I was born in a small town called SunnyVille. I have 2 wonderful parents that I love so very much, and a little brother with autism. I love my brother very much. He is my world, and I hope my world never ends. He has trouble in school with bullies, but I tell him every day "You are a beautiful, young man, and don't let
anyone tell you different." People may say I'm a strange, daydreamer, beautiful woman. And I believe them. I always look on the bright side of the situation. What's a good outcome, or how can it be better? I always see the good in people not the bad. Alright, enough about the small talk, let's get to main details. This is my feather earning story. One day I was strolling throughout the cherry blossom park. My place to be myself. Being me, I was twirling around an imagining I was a fairy ballerina. And I bumped into the oldest tree in the park, and the prettiest. This was the Wise Cherry Blossom Tree.... Instead of running away, I stared in awe. I saw some tunnel, just big enough for me to fit in, something in my mind told to go in, and so I did.
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