unflitered forest.
that place holds dark memories. on that blue mat. at night. crying. it's like an escape.
time for pretty tree pictures.
it smelled... so sweet.. heavenly.
ew, it looks bad hhhh—
reddish? hair??
I'm sorry for the spam, sometimes if I don't post pictures and makes me really stressed and overwhelmed..
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