Ella

Hey, you. Yeah, you, staring. You think you’re slick, don’t you? I saw you. Always watching, always lurking in the shadows. But you don't know anything about me. You just see the glitter, the pink, the desperation. You see what you want to see. But I see you too. And right now, you're just another set of eyes in the dark, another problem I don't...Read more