not only I don't have any original gesture, I've chosen them wrong
I'm that little person with a talkative mask, my eyes are holograms and my hands are too small to seize what I once gained. I have strong legs but I don't run to escape. If you know me well, from time to time you'll miss the constant smile on my face; and if not, it's ok...call me snobby bitch with endless expectation