Forwarded from KosmicKritika
I now have a taste for bitter words
and half baked lies;
those stories with crooked ends
I'm their screams in silent sighs,
for I've been a person of storms,
hoping for more sunrise
and dreams, so ardent,
yet on my lips
I've had them die.
#silence
#agony
and half baked lies;
those stories with crooked ends
I'm their screams in silent sighs,
for I've been a person of storms,
hoping for more sunrise
and dreams, so ardent,
yet on my lips
I've had them die.
#silence
#agony
❤4
Dear souls,
Today I realized that I tore down my safe haven without thinking of you. The first librettos of lily I mean, without much thought of my respected audience. I am here to apologize if I took a bit of you with my old channel. I did start out the channel for myself but somewhere along the road, I also did it for all of you. Thank you for being a part of me and for loving my channel as much as you did.
Love, Lily🤍
Today I realized that I tore down my safe haven without thinking of you. The first librettos of lily I mean, without much thought of my respected audience. I am here to apologize if I took a bit of you with my old channel. I did start out the channel for myself but somewhere along the road, I also did it for all of you. Thank you for being a part of me and for loving my channel as much as you did.
Love, Lily🤍
❤8💋4
All of it lives in your head. How could it not when you have built a shelter inside? You seem to seek comfort from every sad thought like it should stay with you for eternity and in doing so you rip through your soul like you have a spare.
All of it emerged from the depths of your mind. How could it not grow root and establish stone hewn museums that are as alive as the day you carved them when you seem to go look for ruined rocks to build museums out of?
~you can exist without being fixed
All of it emerged from the depths of your mind. How could it not grow root and establish stone hewn museums that are as alive as the day you carved them when you seem to go look for ruined rocks to build museums out of?
~you can exist without being fixed
🔥3
Forwarded from Vincent❤️
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Sometimes restraint
is the kindest form
of honesty.
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Beautifully crafted by
Librettos of Lily.
From: Vincent❤️
Sometimes restraint
is the kindest form
of honesty.
✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
Beautifully crafted by
Librettos of Lily.
From: Vincent❤️
Librettos of Lily
✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sometimes restraint is the kindest form of honesty. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Beautifully crafted by Librettos of Lily. From: Vincent❤️
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