such as we are made of, such we be
miravrse
soft as she is—she has almost killed me with love for that boy (15)
with which you hold dear
hakuya (springlights)
石蒜。 (red spider lily.)
oceanbleue
ephemeral / in the fading light i memorise your smile. (3)
Before the Fall
Tiqtack
fix me, i'm feeling sober
yoimiyaslvr