by Baelixx » Sun Dec 28, 2014 10:42 am
Jazelle
She smiles as he struggles. Laughing lightly, she looks at him with shining eyes. Eyes that were now a glowing ember orange color, showing her amusement. With another laugh, she looks at him. "Don't stress it, I know I'm old.", she says with grin. Seeing his smile only made her smile widened. Now that she was taking a good look at him, she was beginning to realize just how cute his was... And then his question. Nodding, she pulls up her sleeve, showing him the inside of her wrist where nine or so words were written. "These are my favorites. The top one is my word to describe myself. The other ones are words people have described me with.", she says softly. The list read bijou, amazing, artistic, A LIGHT, euphoric, enjoyable, easy-going. They were written in different colored sharpies. As he read them, she added, "I write them there to remind me that I am loved and I shouldn't ever be depressed again."
┏⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ┓
⭐️ѕane ιѕ тнe ιnѕanιтy мoѕт call
⭐️norмalιтy pυт ғorтн вy ѕocιeтy
⭐️yoυ woυld тнιnĸ wιтн all тнe genιυѕ
⭐️ and тнe вrιllιance oғ тнeѕe тιмeѕ,
⭐️we мιgнт ғιnd a нιgнer pυrpoѕe
⭐️and a вeттer υѕe oғ мιnd.
⭐️ѕoмe people never coмe clean,
⭐️ι тнιnĸ yoυ ĸnow wнaт ι мean.
⭐️yoυ're walĸιng a wιre вeтween
⭐️paιn and deѕιre, and
⭐️ looĸιng ғor love ιn-вeтween.
⭐️ ι υnderѕтand aвoυт ιndecιѕιon,
⭐️вυт ι don'т care ιғ ι geт вeнιnd.
⭐️ people lιvιng ιn coмpeтιтιon,
⭐️ all ι wanт ιѕ тo нave
⭐️ мy peace oғ мιnd.