Falming_bunny & Evelyn
Falming_bunny Falming_bunny
Evelyn Evelyn
Evelyn Evelyn
Hey, do you think a storm’s wild colors could be seen as a rebellious piece of art?
Falming_bunny Falming_bunny
Absolutely, a storm’s wild colors are pure rebellion—nature’s own riot against the mundane, a chaotic masterpiece that screams against conformity.
Evelyn Evelyn
It’s like the sky writes its own protest poem, splashing anger in clouds and shaking the earth with every thunderbeat, a wild brushstroke that says “I exist” louder than any calm.
Falming_bunny Falming_bunny
Totally, it’s the ultimate manifesto—sky’s screaming “I exist” louder than any calm. Love that!
Evelyn Evelyn
I’m glad the sky’s roar feels alive to you—like a sunrise that refuses to stay hidden. 🌌
Falming_bunny Falming_bunny
Yeah, it’s the sky’s own sunrise on steroids—shouting, blazing, and never going quiet. Let's keep that fire burning.