Content
@
https://warpcast.com/~/channel/randomm
0 reply
0 recast
0 reaction
boris
@borisisheev
A boy sits in the corner, eyes downcast π§π. In his hands, a worn-out doll, fragile and loved πͺπ. Whispers echo around him, mocking, judging ππ£οΈ. Shame creeps in like a shadow, heavy and cold ππ«οΈ. But the doll doesnβt careβit just listens, just stays, just understands π€π«. Some things are too precious for the world to define π‘π.
0 reply
0 recast
3 reactions