

What do you see in my grey eyes, my dear friend? I wonder how I manage to live and keep fit after so many traumas. Now it seems to me that my soul is a wound. I was told I was weak and unbearable, always taken advantage of. I'm tired of it. Your Princess&Green Witch wants to experience a bit of real joy in this life, but no longer counts on it. I wonder what awaits me next 💔