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I FORGOT THIS APP EXISTED 
          
          @Quiblisaana @suuzysheeepy R U STILL ACTIVE ON HERE??

Good mORNING

you know you're really gone when you almost thank a person for looking at u 
          
          i swear i almost did that today

hbd hyunjinnnn <333

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @suuzysheeepy !!!!

Aria I’m bored 

Aria wake up

Aria

a small token of kindness (12th January 2022) 
          
          the tiny granules of the sky stuck in the sun, peppered kisses and silent ferns; cordial drinks of the numbing nemesis, ticklish hold of the rainbow-like abyss. seals of garnet springs, pebbles of the ocean's mist; drunken lilacs, lavender winds, plummeting clouds and cherry ink. 
          
          kisses of tears, buried sapphires and bones of the heart; flesh as raw as the sunset, suffering paints and hidden ganges. chirping fantasies, dead children; alive alleys and vintage frost. the moon stripped from the darkness, carried in the valves of a pumping spirit; pots of palms and eyes of ebullient epidotes. 
          
          the veins of the tingling feet, giggles of the cold wind; strokes of sand over damp cheeks, grazes of calloused fingers like ginger tea. comfort in a foreign realm;  the hills of memories, the ones lost to words. mindful arguments, annotations of donated pieces; what we love, we live in it. what are souls but wild things that appreciate not their iron crescents? 
          
          mosaic metamorphosis, a breath of transparency; fibbed thirsty veins and a formal lemon drink. ghosted feelings, trembling tongue; soaring revenges, executed love. blood like tsunami, deep and desiring; heart a peacock, flower stone canvas. 
          
          one glance in the eyes of the predator, the earth is but a thousand year old rock. destruction births not from it but from the one of life, the one of branches, the silver knights. repeated cremations, fire is home; death a neighbour. like the sun and the moon, fire and cold come from within, not from around, life too an ocean, both the giver and the beggar, a dreary dream. 
           #adropofhumanity 

warning: useless information ahead read at the risk of losing brain cells
          my weirdest dream was a dream where I was floating off the ground a little bit but the ground was clouds and I was wearing converse and there were stars in the background but not real stars, little scribbled ‘draw-a-four-then-connect-the-lines’ kind of stars and there were these little see through spirits floating around and i waved at them and then i jumped up to try a backflip but halfway through i tilted backwards and ended up falling headfirst and below the clouds it was dark and black and red and there were eyes everywhere and my converse had blood on them and i closed my eyes when i was about to hit what seemed like the ground but I couldn’t really tell and it was tinted this odd dusty orange color and then i woke up