Life inside a crayonbox
I’m violet. Next to me is mr. black, the very much punk among us. She’s green, close to nature and has effect on balance and harmony. Beside her who stands proud is red, passionate but pretty aggressive.
And the rest wear different colors.
Some look pointy. Some are tatty. Some are vivid, some dull. Some have simple names while others are classy. But beyond unlikeness, all are packed together inside a crayonbox.
Violet: So, who are you again?
Periwinkle: I’m Periwinkle.
Violet: Oh! You’re the dapper dashing Periwinkle. Were you a fairy before?
Periwinkle: No.
Violet: Just kidding. I’m violet by the way. I’m not the friendliest here that’s why not everyone loves me. I’m unpredictable and have mood swings too. But I’m a happy color inside out. Hope we do blend together. Oh, it’s very untimely but I’ll see you soon, ayt? (the owner pulls violet out from the box)
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