Post by Michelle likes democracy.
Incessant whining. The wind picks up and leaves in the trees start to rustle. The birds end their chorus. Grey clouds begin billowing into the scene. “Everyone is being so unfair!” The first of many…
Incessant whining. The wind picks up and leaves in the trees start to rustle. The birds end their chorus. Grey clouds begin billowing into the scene. “Everyone is being so unfair!” The first of many…