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.✦ ݁˖ 𝓐𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔 is about to open its gate for you. So the Wishing Star grants it by calling you down from the sky to step into the town where your story begins.
𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱. ⭐ ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢
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⋆⭒˚.⋆ The Wishing Star is buzzing with excitement, whispering sparkly secret about the very 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲 to Astralis is finally unlocking for 𝟭 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 & 𝟭 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 that will be handpicked by fate and sprinkle of luck. 🌟💗
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… 𑣲 추운데도, 나는 여전히 당신을 사랑합니다. ✿
⌗ Love wrapped in silence and late-night thoughts, the quietest hearts still beat with devotion. No roses, only the weight of words never sent. 감정은 사라��지 않는다; 단지 조용히 머무는 법을 배울 뿐이다. ── ❤︎₊∘
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͚ 𓉳 𝗧͟𝗛͟𝗘͟ 𝗘͟𝗔͟𝗥͟𝗟͟𝗬͟ 𝗣͟𝗔͟𝗦͟𝗦͟ 𝗜͟𝗦͟ 𝗢͟𝗣͟𝗘͟𝗡͟! ᐩ 𓂋 ۫ ׅ
Wrap your heart in something blue and prepare to step quietly into a space made for gentle souls. Sign up for early pass, and allow yourself to arrive before the world grows too loud. 𓂃𓏧♡
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my cyber★love,
we’re getting caught between virtual, dreams, & reality. won’t you hold out your hand for me to hold as we explore the world wide web? ♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆。♡˚
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feeling bored waiting for them to reply?
hmm, daripada kelihatan nungguin… maybe you can fill this bingo? udah saatnya kamu uji kekronisan selama ada di cyberspace, siapa tau kamu bisa jadi dua dari orang yang dapat 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨 spesial no kaleng-kaleng! (˶•𐃷•˶)
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥. When care is constant signals go unanswered, and devotion turns into exhaustion. Not broken by anger, but by absence when staying means fading, and leaving means being seen.
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Some stories aren’t ended, they’re abandoned mid-breath. The room grows dimmer, words stay lodged in the chest. Before the final silence settles, an Early Pass opens 1 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 and 1 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲, for those willing to linger a little longer.
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︎Losing you is a grief I can name, but losing the self I became beside you is a sorrow beyond words. I ache for the self who felt whole in your smile, a self that died the moment we parted.
Now, that soul has withered—laid to rest in the silence of our goodbye.
I often ask the silence why I was allowed to climb this high, only to be cast into the deepest abyss. It feels unjust that every sacrifice I made with the purest sincerity should end as a story that means nothing to the universe. Do you feel falling into the same abyss as I do?