๐ผ๐ป ๐ฎ ๐๐๐บ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ดridaJun 16, 20221 min readUpdated: Nov 8, 2023don't you know the bliss of fresh fish in your mouth? crispy fried fish. butter melting on its skin.
๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ผi float on a still pool of milk in a stance with the stellar bodies, watching them violently collide with each other. andromeda with the...
๐ต๐๐ฝ๐ป๐ผ๐my sleep melts into a million tiny droplets of dreams. breathe a sigh a puff of cloudy mist. what more could I want?
๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐๐drunk in the fallernian harp, it makes me see things. ain't i too young, not ripe and mature enough to be picked yet. so, let me hang on...
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