Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of someone who sees the world a little differently, someone whose laughter feels like a secret language. Every casual conversation feels like a chapter waiting to be written, and I canât help but wonder what stories we might share. Frieren attempt (Shiroktsne)
Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of someone who sees the world a little differently, someone whose laughter feels like a secret language. đâš Every casual conversation feels like a chapter waiting to be written, and I canât help but wonder what stories we might share. đđFrieren attempt (Shiroktsne)
