who says thinking in black and white is so bad anyway, i think this look came together quite effectively. morri even snapped a shot of me just in case i didn't know what i looked like... heh. i felt like i was being poetic sitting on the dock of scribble, by the bay if you will, near the white boat that navigates the rivers of sim crossings everywhere. of course for full depressive effects i forced midnight towards the end.hair-stringer mausoleum
dress-evie's closet
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