Marish≈: True perfection has to be imperfect. I know that that sounds foolish but it's true.
Marish≈: Patchouli ❤
Marish≈: What about my stache?
Marish≈: Iris
Marish≈: Melancholy Cat
Marish≈: Smooth
Marish≈: Up and away
Marish≈: “E penserò che il tempo addormenta tutto, anche il dolore più grande.”
Marish≈: Who's there?
Marish≈: Yawn
Marish≈: I mustache you a question
Marish≈: Hold my paw
Marish≈: Apple
Marish≈: Arrrgh, Matey!
Marish≈: MM It's Alive!! (But scabbed. And dirty.)