Pengen move ke akun kecil.

(August, 2025). “Guess it’s just a gloss?”.Not when starlight melts to shine, not when hydration whispers softly like it belongs. He could’ve let it fade into ordinary, but instead it lingered—radiant, graceful, and timeless, a brilliance that refuses to be forgotten.

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Where starlight melts to gloss,.your lips bloom with brilliance. Bare Glow writes in whispers,.hydration flows into grace,.timeless radiance stays with you.

Sugar-coated Manifesto.

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You’re the softest part of every day, the quiet that makes the noise bearable, the warmth that lingers long after the sun slips away. If this is love, I hope it never learns how to end.

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I joked, asking if she wanted me or ice cream. She didn’t even pretend to think—just picked ice cream like it was obvious. Now I’m walking away, wondering if I should’ve at least been chocolate-flavored.

Ice Cream 1 – Me 0.

26.

Happy birthday zmark!.

Nightfall nomad.

Empty seats don’t scare me. Crowds do. But somewhere between the red seats and the quiet court, I realized solitude isn’t loneliness. It’s just the world finally giving me room to breathe.

The air backstage carried dust (***), worn-out curtains, and nerves. Cigars smoldered to ash as the crowd roared beyond. He straightened his spine, ready to face it all, knowing silence never lasts when the spotlight calls. 1999.

"Guess he’s not nervous?".Not when he’s standing backstage, mic in hand, heartbeat steady like he’s done this a thousand times. Not when the crowd’s roar is just a low hum in his head. He could’ve let the weight crush him, but instead he straightened up and owned the moment.

Every unspoken word builds walls between us, and I don’t want to lose you to your own shadows. Don’t let it crush you quietly. If it hurts, tell me. I’d rather hold your pain with you than watch you disappear behind a smile that isn’t real.