Despite the extreme pain suffered from that firework blast, lucky Sophie Black saw wonderful hypercolor when she was down in a deep well of hell. That precious colour painted by family & friends with love.
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Sophie Black
I adore people and things that are in harmonious contradictions, the same way I appreciate black and white. Sophie Black is the epitome of such paradox. She is my alter ego in a pseudo reality and an expression of every girl's macabre and conflicting self. She appears to be mischievous, strange, bewitching and sinister but when told about her appearance, she blushes and giggles like a child full of glee. Her long black hair expresses her wildest ideas, her extended eyelashes reveals her desire, and her pale skin reflects her unpretentiousness. She has a few beloved friends: Little Black Tress, who rests upon her head, is the only one who understands her weirdest thoughts; Ms Crow, who couldn't agree more with her the fact that black is, and always will be, the new black; Ms Owl, whom she stargazes with and peers into a world far and beyond; Mr Inkyfish, who likes swaying in the water with her; And last but not least, Ms Bear, who, like Sophie Black, is extremely shy to strangers.
About Me
- sokkuan tye
- a lazy gardener in previous life, born in kuala lumpur, base in singapore now. ///all rights reserved///
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