Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27110782-20160411071020/@comment-27110782-20160413072205

The girl meanwhile was at her cabin, folding through a few papers with lyrics from songs that she noted in her freetime. She flapped, and flapped, humming some lyrics in the meantime. Her singing wasn't so bad, but not too good either. It was alright.

You seem to replace your brain with your heart.

You take things so hard and then f a l l a p a r t.

You try to explain, but before you can start.

Those crybaby tears, come out of the dark.