Leonell EchaDecember 29, 2016
Sanguine I wear my feelings in my eyes. Merry has a brittle mouth. Rose-coloured cheeks lit with a smile. Let’s go sailing, round the world. Crack open shells of hardened frowns. Always breathless, talking too loud. First dumb thing that comes tumbling out. Infectious spirit, plastic smiles, Feel the san? and the other half, Another […]