š²šš²ridaJun 16, 20221 min readUpdated: Nov 8, 2023under the thousand and twenty three summer days, I can't help but keep falling in love with myself again and again.
under the thousand and twenty three summer days, I can't help but keep falling in love with myself again and again.
š²š»šš¼i float on a still pool of milk in a stance with the stellar bodies, watching them violently collide with each other. andromeda with the...
šµšš½š»š¼šmy sleep melts into a million tiny droplets of dreams. breathe a sigh a puff of cloudy mist. what more could I want?
š®š½š¶š°š¶ššdrunk 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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