ЯITS, not 𝗬𝗘𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗡.

rust is a surface thing. fear is a shadow. neither knows how to stay forever but me.

* —— † ˖ ‍𓋲 ‍𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁 ‍╱ ‍𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐀𝐍 ׅ⎖ * you’ve carried the absence longer than most carry the living, damian. * you feel abandoned, and perhaps, so do i ( — ) you are not beyond reach, even when you think the world has abandoned you. even when you have abandoned yourself.

* ——    𓉸ྀི˚̣̣̣   ᵗʰᵉ  ꫝᵉ͜ᵃ𝑟𝑡𝐖𑁤𝚁𝙼.   * you are more than the songs sung of you, more than the brush or pen could ever claim. * i do not ask you to be less, nor more. move as you must, ruby ( — ) every step, every glance, every laugh is its own kind of godhood.

gods can be very lavish and … cunty. since most of them were born with the entitlement to be. that is cool though ( — ) she didn’t know gods were rooming up with others now. and oh ( — ) no. she’s way older than any possible gods, probably. she’s endless.

the world remembers the day he arrived. may it remind him of all that is yet to bloom within him. happy birthday.

how kind of them. truly ( — ) older than the gods, yes … though time bends differently for some. and fear not ( — ) smite? that is not her way nor her ability. she also wouldn’t want the world to lose one of it’s beauties.

ah … but even the rarest flowers bloom where no one expects. perhaps he has grown tired of the world’s gaze, yet that does not mean he has no place to stretch, to unfurl, to simply be. sometimes, surviving is itself a quiet miracle ( — ) and even monsters deserve miracles.

𖠵velaz. pspspspsps serious lit writers pspspspsss oooh i have paragraphs pspspss look i have plots and ideas pspspsps who’s a good little writer oh you areeeee pspspsps come ouutttt pspspspsss ok they can also have sex if they have chemistry come out nowwww

HOPE reviews mortal things. IKEA furniture: elegant punishment disguised as interior design. hex key is ( — ) now ( — ) his mortal enemy. ★★☆☆☆

a lie, you say? even the mere thought of hope calls me into being. how could worlds endure if i were not forever? as long as one heart can hope, i am, and there i will remain.

𖠵velaz. how i be feeling trying to encourage everyone and evoke the sense of hope within … y’alls muses are depressed af damn / some of y’all are a bit too good at that i’m gonna need to open a hotline

HOPE reviews mortal things. naps: a mortal ritual somewhere between a pause and a voluntary temporary death. you lie down for what you believe will be a harmless twenty minutes, only to awaken an hour later convinced you’ve skipped a century. sorcery ( — ) loved it. ★★★★☆

𖠵velaz. PLEASE watch the video PLEASEEEEEEEEE hes not there at alll

𖠵velaz. thank you for the prayer, honestly, so appreciated & am grateful. i’m so sorry to hear that about your chicken. you’re definitely right about the stress and all the feelings. it truly breaks my heart to see my kid being unable to do anything, really. but she’s resilient!