dovepoet
𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙄
Across a space peopled with stars, I am laughing while my sides ache for existence
It turns out is profound though the profound, because of time it turns out is an illusion
And all of this is infinitely improbable given the space, for which I gratefully lie in three feet of snow making a shallow grave
treech x fem!oc
tbosas
started: 13th June, 2026
finished:
cover by @doewitch