A lil poem:

Days go by and things don't get better
I wish that things would change
The pain in my heart leads to my cheeks getting wetter
Why can't I just look forward to the future

There's not a soul that can save me from my demise
Especially when all are out of range
I hope that one day I can finally realise
That I never truly new her

Thanks for sending me the palettes my man Bureine
Was so fun to skin again and construct this colourful ass ramp haha

Adios