I’m doing good! A little tired, but good. I’m glad I noticed your messages; it’s fun to talk in secret like this.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint Pfp is made by Crowesn
I love her dearly, but I can’t live with her for a day without feeling my whole life is wasting away. — Miss Kenton, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro