You ask me what’s up with his pose… I whisper ‘idk’
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don’t try to wake me in the morning
‘Cause I will be gone
because of that Little Red Striding Hood suggestion from yesterday c:
You ask me what’s up with his pose… I whisper ‘idk’
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don’t try to wake me in the morning
‘Cause I will be gone
because of that Little Red Striding Hood suggestion from yesterday c: