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i write into its self-felt of evenings, as the inward tides ebb, then shinyu’s hand in mine feels like closure.. the pause my heart had been reaching for ♥︎,

[❀ @deallium]

the ability to see beauty everywhere

[َ @sakaiillit]

i still pop outside to pick flowers, though it’s not even spring.. but who’s counting? the blooms are just sweet as i’ve managed to be, still doing their thing even off-season. maybe that is what i love the most.. how beauty insists on showing up, quietly, anyway ⎯ ⠀ּ ּ   ⬭,

[َ @sakaiillit]

now the curtain falls on our make-believe.. 🧺☘️

[َ @sakaiillit]

the breath of fall wind has always felt like home—not for its bite, but how it somehow feels kind. it passes by like a secret the season keeps, finding me whole. there’s a tender-hearted ease in it that says: endings, too, can be feathery; and change doesn’t have to ache

[َ @sakaiillit]

@Jameds @cortiks aku ^___^

[َ @sakaiillit]

@IROYHA 👼🏻❓️➡️🦷🍞

[َ @sakaiillit]

@yuinnah bangun.. bangun..

[َ @sakaiillit]

@woyhee ? apasih?

[َ @sakaiillit]

@MlNJUILLIT :3

[َ @sakaiillit]

@Shinyuo ?? UDAH SEMINGGU??

[َ @sakaiillit]

@HINYSU

[َ @sakaiillit]

@HINYSU halo, teman-teman kakak 🩷⭐️

[َ @sakaiillit]

https://t.co/K8b1UBPrEx

[َ @sakaiillit]

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[َ @sakaiillit]

one more dawn tucked within the seams of time.. aging feels like a flower still learning how to open, faintly haloed all the same. happy tiny birthday to me, i suppose. after all i have weathered, doesn’t it feel pleasant to gift myself a petal or two of love..?

[َ @sakaiillit]

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[‎絵文字☆Dolly顔文字♡( ˘ ³˘)𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭♡ @princess_decon]

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[꩜ @adorewordss]

i do dream. i dream feverishly. i dream of so many things. i dream of talking. that simple act. i dream of only talking. once. more. i dream and i wake. i dream and i wake.