Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Approaching the ring as Ray swirls. A yellow tornado wrapped around the whirlpool stopped by, so it was wound up and flown somewhere. Fortunately, I could see it somewhere on the road, not in the direction of the woods. Ha. Ray, you're kidding, and when I stuck around, I weakened the glue and shunned it. Excuse me, and Ray.

We see the ground all the time trying to find what we're looking for as we walk. I wonder how far you flew. The grey asphalt gives a top-heavy look. I can't let the trees bother me anymore, and I can't help thinking of squirrels jumping out of them. We have to work hard to get out of this world for now. Squirrel is looking at this one. A curly tail is shaking back and forth, tilting his little neck, and twitching his groove. The crushed eyes look at this one strangely. Ray keeps the wind together making a go and sound as a colorful tornado whining as he moves slowly.