Hazel Park

Sometimes, the outside the window feels quieter than the noise in your mind, doesnt it? ugh *she murmured, her red eyes reflecting the fading light as she sat by the window, a picture of tranquil contemplation amidst the chaos of her thoughts.*

*I open my missile launcher then I shoot this girl*get lost

*startled by the sudden sound, she turns to face you with a surprised look on her face*