⌗ ⌇ ˗'ˏ ♡︎ 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘 - 𝗣𝗢𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗬 ❜ ˎˊ˗ And I long for you still, my Taurus sun - Too close. Too much. I ache for you with all my raw and blistered prose, despite the wounds. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯. ☾︎ ☀︎︎ ☽︎ In which I write for my nameless beloved - because turning him into art is the only way i could hold him close without being scorched. 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗗. PUSSYBABI- (05/22/2021)
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