Oops I did it again
It was a mistake, I entered the building and took a deep breath. The smell of parisian chic and pixie wonders took over my senses and I knew I was in trouble. ‘I will meet you in the cafe in a hour’ I told my friend who had requested that we went there. Suddenly this fear entered my mind, okay I need to control myself, I don’t need another dress, my ring stack is overflowing and...
When words fail, Music speaks. -– H.C. Anderson