Cyanide Droplets.

Kayde, twenty-one. Though dragged through the mudane of this world I strive to find my own reality, even when they're based in dreams&novels.


The only thing I can’t stand about “the south” is all of these fucking insects. Like really I don’t want to walk out my front door and be bombarded by red hornets.
On the other hand, I missed seeing the beautiful, huge plantation houses. :3 …and not having to worry about snow in April is a plus.