Blame It On My Mood Swings, Baby
04-26-2014, 10:44 PM
dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight The small red brown and ivory woman would dig her claws into the dark Obsidian beach sand, furious. Dayton. That was the reason she was mad- no, furious. A snarl would escape her pretty little maw, the fae annoyed and irritated. It almost disgusted her to the core that he could love such a worthless creature as herself. Apart from all of that, men were stupid and oblivious creatures. Not to also say that they were selfish and only cared for themselves. They were also extremely manipulative, and great liars. So, that's why Misha had been pissy today. Her mood swings were crashing into her like a truck, and the thought of males just made her go insane. |