ginaballerina.: on a starry night
ginaballerina.: made of stars
ginaballerina.: Upon the Skies
ginaballerina.: mistakes.
ginaballerina.: in bloom
ginaballerina.: some land holds a home
ginaballerina.: lingering whispers
ginaballerina.: September, again.
ginaballerina.: awakening
ginaballerina.: always out of reach
ginaballerina.: Escape of the soul
ginaballerina.: stormy minds
Bitroos: "I think I found a flower in a field of weeds, searching until my hands bleed. This flower don't belong to me."