My internal monologue usually keeps to its own quiet rhythm. But lately, there's been this new, unexpected melody that just seems to drift in and settle. And I find myself listening, wanting to hear more. I can't choose black or pink
My internal monologue usually keeps to its own quiet rhythm. But lately, there's been this new, unexpected melody that just seems to drift in and settle. And I find myself listening, wanting to hear more. đ¶đđâšI can't choose black or pink
