Hi. My name is Joyce Pring. I’m nineteen. I have new hair and I’m an Abanger.
Also, I just recently lost my iPad so I can’t Instagram my face. Here’s my GPOYW.
Hi. My name is Joyce Pring. I’m nineteen. I have new hair and I’m an Abanger.
Also, I just recently lost my iPad so I can’t Instagram my face. Here’s my GPOYW.
Good love is on the way.
For now, though, I’ve to settle with just good hair.
Red. Like your lips… not that I notice as they’re pressed against mine. I miss you, love.
Something about how street lights hit the pavement. Something about strangers remaining strangers. Something about lovers walking past each other and not having anything to say. Something about a lover and the nonchalant friend.
Joyce Pring
Joyce and the afternoon sun.
And the love faded as it always has; faded into a strangeness that even I couldn’t understand… akin to a blind man, and the beaming of the sun in the vividness of a warm summer’s day.
Toxic Cover
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Happy Birthday baba!!! I love you!!! :) @joycepring πππππΊπππ