In another life i'm a guitarist girl who has an exotic cat and a collection of antique knives. She doesn't let anyone in and she's not charismatic. She doesn't overthink and her body temperature isn't equal to a corpse. She falls asleep after watching stars and talking to the moon at night. And she lives freely far from everyone.
𝑨𝒍𝒎𝖆.
𝑨𝒍𝒎𝖆.