𝚑𝚎yy❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐...
~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~
...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝.
Over quite some time I gathered a little collec...
who am I without that constant drowning in melancholy, it's not that I wouldn't know it better, I guess I just don't want to.
who am I without the searching - to pull myself right under the next current; but it's almost beautiful - dreamy... lost at sea. and as for at least every other day, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it this way.
ship wrecked - I'm destruction at its best, the finest type of broken. I'm torture to myself, but I can't seem to be anyone else - and somehow it's gotten fun to run, to never be done...
Way too used to this can't recall a different day, "never enough" always paved the way. I'm my next current and I consist of endless waves. to be me is like being stuck forever, to the throne I built, doomed -
to my never ending maze.
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this piece sits very close to my heart - I really hope you liked it ♡ and if you did, please leave me a comment <333 (also credits to my new sunset lamp for that gorgeous, aesthetic lighting - I'm so in love😍)
