Masquerade Ball

I go to my happy place, and grin from ear to ear. Although it's just inside my head, I need to interfere. I picture an idealic me, in a sweetheart, burgandy gown. My brunette hair in a half bun and the rest a meter off the ground. The clashing waves of my hair, cascading down... Continue Reading →

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