Lune

A caterpillar dreaming of a succubus.
Building a house high in the trees, hoping she would love the place and decide to live with me.
*Squick* *Squick*

[Lune @Lune]

Nowhere to write
no here to be

[Lune @Lune]

You will only see a very limited number of summers in your lifetime.

[Lune @Lune]

Truth in life is truth in death, this is something very hard to find, it requires decades and so much struggles

[Lune @Lune]

Every art requires maturity.
Every native genius is always borrowing from someone else.
Everything takes time.

[Lune @Lune]

man made horrors

[Lune @Lune]

Would i remain myself once i become a butterfly ?

[Lune @Lune]

If you are one of those very rare people who have undergone an evolution in your personality and creativity after reaching the middle of your life, you will eventually notice that it will be difficult for you to describe it as a blessing or a curse.

[Lune @Lune]

Will i ever become your butterfly ?

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I'm checking all the boxes of indifference.

[Lune @Lune]

New year, new pains

[Lune @Lune]

My heart is heavy

[Lune @Lune]

Some would say i have some incredible luck.
Sometimes i believe so.
But sadly, this is only real as i gets when i'm a caterpillar.

Whenever i'm a caterpillar, i could be there.

Whenever i'm a caterpillar, my succubus could be everywhere.

[Lune @Lune]

You couldn't even fathom how much i hate this world.

[Lune @Lune]

I hope that rave thing does not blow up my house in the tree.

[Lune @Lune]

My beautiful succubus loves dancing on acid techno.
As a tiny caterpillar, i don't even have any idea of what it is.

[Lune @Lune]

I don't ever want to be found.
One day, this feed will go private for good.

[Lune @Lune]

"Don't tell them anything".

[Lune @Lune]

The only leaf i always have by my side says : "Don't let it show"

[Lune @Lune]

It's weird i can't remember who wrote on that leaf.

[Lune @Lune]

There's a leaf that says : "There is no place out there where i could write how much i love you".

[Lune @Lune]

Eventually, all those tiny parts i lose from myself, bit by bit, will only reveal the orb of regret.