@stay_w_stray
Hey dear reader,
I am a new author here with a Taennie
fanfiction.
"Mr.kim and his secretary"
Which also includes Lizkook, Jirosé and Jinsoo along with Taennie.
Hope you read it and don't forget to vote and comment your thoughts on it.
~A kind request
Ur pfp luv it
friday no.4 //
your eyes are like flowers - soft and ready to bloom. and as your tears trickle down your cheeks, it's like nectar - bittersweet with weighing thoughts - that will drop to your feet. the nectar will dissipate into the earth beneath you, nourish the flower seeds inside, and out spurts blossoms! full of vividity and luminescence! they grow around you, like a chaplet, shielding you, loving you. your tears will drop to our earth and out will grow flowers.
// szaffi. ♡♡
friday no.3 //
sickly sweet fog lights in the depths of thy heart, fervent prayers are released from your lips and you strode on. somehow you imagine angels around you, surrounding you, keeping you warm and safe. yes, something is there, keeping you safe, somehow, at your skin, at your withering self-esteem, something caresses you, something tells you that you are going to be alright. something loves you when no one else can. love this innermost comfort, even when no one else is there for you. you are your best comfort, embrace your inner love.
// szaffi. ♡
friday no.1 - 18/02/2022
we are the best cure and the most nourishing balm for our kind. we formed a sense of aeolian (almost encompassing) love and respect for ourselves and eachother, that outranks all the pitiful and the soulless - makes them become an art form too. it's really, only, when we water our hopes, nurture them, let them drink the rose sunlight, embrace the heart of the earth, is when we see our truest and brightest blossom. smile. its one of your greatest blessings.
// szaffi.
friday no.2 //
moths encircle the blood that flows from dark creeks, in praise of the shimmers. like dew in the dawn of an april day, we slumber and sway, fill others with warmth and sighs, withdraw the cruxes of the dismal, not to fray the melancholy - even if it is only for minutes - and breathe. so, like the moths, like the dew, do not be afraid to embrace the darkness behind you, in front of you, for it is part of you. part of the many pieces you are made of. so breathe near these "darknesses", for they wish to see you fill yourself with something that, somehow, lifts your visage to the eidolon of the sky. breath, it is one of the greatest pleasures.
// szaffi. ♡♡
thank you so much for voting on my book!
thank you so much for voting on my book ! highly appreciated <3
thank you so so much
for all your support. stay
blessed and take care
of yourself <3
thank you for giving my work a chance!
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