𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜. 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝'𝚜.
- 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐞.
Following
Stories by 𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜.
» melancholy dust.
everybody has a little bit of sun and moon in them. everybody has a little bit of man, woman, and animal in t...
sedative.
"goodnight, may you fall asleep in the arms of a dream so beautiful, you'll cry when you awake."...
