Day 37/100
I started crushing on this tiny pretty flower called “Kumer” ever since I stepped into the Farm. I would brush through these flowers every time I walked up and down at the Farm. I felt like a heroine in one of the movie sets.
I started crushing on this tiny pretty flower called “Kumer” ever since I stepped into the Farm. I would brush through these flowers every time I walked up and down at the Farm. I felt like a heroine in one of the movie sets.
