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MWAH!

⋆ |  goal for the upcoming year: buy all the cute dresses I have been avoiding. time to gift myself something pretty and be less frugal for once...  ✶⋆.˚

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MY BOOK REACHED 10K 

Thanks. I'm working and I don't exactly have any energy to scroll 

✦ | how beautiful it is to witness and be in the presence of love?
          
          it is honestly something to admire and appreciate, people in love. how powerful they become with a simple caress of it, how much they glow, how tender and sweet they transform. as a person who writes poetry, my source of inspiration has always been and will always be nature at it's finest and love is exactly that. the most gravitating force of nature. 
          
          for anyone reading this, may love forever be by your side, for it is always hidden in your heart. in the very intricate wiring of our soul. 
          you are the most beautiful when love shines through you.
          
          - from the most tender of spectators. ♥︎

「 your eyes were like a primeval forest. . .  ── .✦
          
          ✶ |  how do I explain to you, 
          my sweet, my tender, my eternal,
          about how captivated this fool is
          from your gaze.
          
          your gaze holds the entirety of
          this world's primeval forests in it.
          
          the hue and shade of your gaze 
          matters not, my lovely.
          whether the deepest of browns or
          the most translucent of greys,
          the brightest of greens or
          the most furious of blues
          and the most playful of hazels,
          it truly matters not a single bit.
          
          for this world's ancient truth 
          and holy light has forever taken
          cover in the swirling of your iris.
          like a relic. like a root. like a river.
          your gaze would make any man
          lend their prayers before it.
          your gaze would make the coldest
          of hearts become scorching and feverish.
          
          so how do I explain for other's to witness
          how your gaze has captivated me in
          ways I never thought possible, my celestial.
          
          what words can I use and stick together
          when you have robbed me of them all?
          what can I say when I, muted before 
          your light, can't even breathe correctly?
          
          how do I explain to you, my nectar,
          how much of a fool I have willingly become?

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Your theme is so fcking gorgeous, mili.

Wow I love what you have done with your account. Reminds me of a fever you can’t sweat out 2005 ⛄️⛄️