Oh my goodness. I'm Mandy. It feels like depression knocking on my door. Not that being Mandy is bad. I just have a problem with thinking too much and letting the character grow on me.
I see rainbows, speak glitter and clap butterflies. I draw my own clouds, paint my skies purple and make it rain jellybeans. You could say that I'm weird but I'm just a dreamer that likes everything to be filled with a bit of randomness and all of that.
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