william 1122
Fragile 1
Sweet blonde hair that always smells like roses, tragic, with petals that fade and then fall in winter. Fragility. Fragile and delicate like a glass ornament that shatters when no one expects it. That time has come and the flowery creations of nature are blooming. Fragility always wanted that. Cloyingly spoiled and self-absorbed with too much beauty and youth made Fragility go rotten. She blossomed but faded into petals with the droppings of birds on the petals’ red aura. Fragility was the prima ballerina and her job was to be as graceful and ladylike as possible using what was provided in the old wooden trunks filled with laces and ribbons. Her hair, light blonde like lilies and tied neatly in the back of her head. Another reason why she was picked in particular to be the ballerina was that her eyes were bigger than anyone else's. It was like her iris was overgrown and harbored a large pupil pleasing to the audience. "The living Doll" was what she was called.
Fragile 1
Sweet blonde hair that always smells like roses, tragic, with petals that fade and then fall in winter. Fragility. Fragile and delicate like a glass ornament that shatters when no one expects it. That time has come and the flowery creations of nature are blooming. Fragility always wanted that. Cloyingly spoiled and self-absorbed with too much beauty and youth made Fragility go rotten. She blossomed but faded into petals with the droppings of birds on the petals’ red aura. Fragility was the prima ballerina and her job was to be as graceful and ladylike as possible using what was provided in the old wooden trunks filled with laces and ribbons. Her hair, light blonde like lilies and tied neatly in the back of her head. Another reason why she was picked in particular to be the ballerina was that her eyes were bigger than anyone else's. It was like her iris was overgrown and harbored a large pupil pleasing to the audience. "The living Doll" was what she was called.