A heart of gold turned to stone seemingly overnight. There was once innocence, but now there was only darkness. But even with the overwhelming darkness, a feigning innocence is still there and it’s a GODDAMN fallacy.
❝ ——— Thinking about giving up art and becoming a stripper. Any thoughts? ❞ Her words contradict her effect in the atmosphere, the innocence still being feigned, but a swirl of mystery and promiscuity being emitted with it.