She's like the moon in a sundress

Stars flicker in the mud eyes of something dreaming beneath the worms. I whisper to them “Do you remember the blue?”

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"Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again." - C.S. Lewis (art: Natalya Mosyagina)

All knife long, babe

Every mirror in this house shows a different death I try to choose the one that looks the most like sleep

rainy day.🖤

I've fallen asleep to your scent so much that I don't know what to do when it finally fades

Every sigh, every gasp, a vow we don’t need words for.

Nothing lasts forever

Musique ❣️

Every heartbeat is a confession nailed, hammered deep within my ribs of pale. Each thud a sin in iron clad and grim, each pulse a truth the dark has overtrimmed. The nails are rust from every whispered lie, they pin the guilt where silent shadows die. My chest a

I test hearts the way wolves test the spring's ice one deliberate press weight measured in instinct truth revealed by cracking

With the ability to be a complete menace but with necessary restraint.

I kissed the night and it wept, understanding what it had just agreed to

you taste like the sun, oh how i burn for you

Think harder. I love it when you use your brain like that.

all this & we still met 🪐

Stay calm, stay kind… but let them know you’re lethal if provoked.

Maybe the secret isn’t to heal, but... to learn how to hold what still hurts and... keep existing... not heroically... just... quietly... like frost on a window... until... the sun comes out and you slowly melt into oblivion.🩸🥀

On this snow night, I remember what it means to love beyond time... a quiet, timeless kind of love that never learned to fade. To love past reason, past ruin, past the edge of what the heart can bear. 1/4