She cleans when she needs a distraction.
She laughs every single chance she gets.
She spoils people because she feels neglected.
She is attentive when she feels alone.
She sings while she works.
She paints only when she has no inspiration.
She provides even though she has been robbed.
She listens while she has no one to tell.
She is beautiful even when there is no one around to see.
She is the kind of person I want to love.
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 2:27 AM UTC
She cleans when she needs a distraction.
She laughs every single chance she gets.
She spoils people because she feels neglected.
She is attentive when she feels alone.
She sings while she works.
She paints only when she has no inspiration.
She provides even though she has been robbed.
She listens while she has no one to tell.
She is beautiful even when there is no one around to see.
She is the kind of person I want to love.
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