Forwarded from hanyila, slow. 🦦
ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ( gadis sampul 👱🏻♀📓 )
ㅤㅤ setiap langkah dan gerak yang dia
ㅤㅤ buat, memiliki cerita & keindahan
ㅤㅤ alami yang manis. sorotan kamera
ㅤㅤ selalu menyala setiap detik & menit
ㅤㅤ mencoba banyak gaya menarik! 🎬 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
punya daya tarik yang khas dan
mampu membuat siapa saja selalu
menunggu majalah terbaru terbit! 💬
tertarik kenalan? tunggu apalagi! 𝘴𝘢𝘺 "𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭!" @phamhannic
ㅤㅤ setiap langkah dan gerak yang dia
ㅤㅤ buat, memiliki cerita & keindahan
ㅤㅤ alami yang manis. sorotan kamera
ㅤㅤ selalu menyala setiap detik & menit
ㅤㅤ mencoba banyak gaya menarik! 🎬 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
punya daya tarik yang khas dan
mampu membuat siapa saja selalu
menunggu majalah terbaru terbit! 💬
tertarik kenalan? tunggu apalagi! 𝘴𝘢𝘺 "𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭!" @phamhannic
❤2💋2🔥1
Forwarded from Darnel.
CONVERGENCE HALL ACTIVE.
URBAN–LOOP. +1 (917) 482
Logged Under Four Marks Flicker.
Interim Zones &. Momentary
Indexed under In-Between States
↑ Flyboll Call: @Seongtyeon
Unsettled. Curious. Alive. Direction.
“Would You Cross?” Step If Ready.
Forwarded from libbyse kii
ㅤ
❦ FLICKER HEARTSTRINGS. 🎀
ravishing scenery kept in memories
'& laced in luminous. logs behind
the satin curtains. friendship cruise
begin by seowonk@com in tranquility.
ㅤ
❦ FLICKER HEARTSTRINGS. 🎀
ravishing scenery kept in memories
'& laced in luminous. logs behind
the satin curtains. friendship cruise
begin by seowonk@com in tranquility.
ㅤ
Forwarded from alarie bloom
ㅤㅤ
ㅤfrom dear dustch: 1805.. @vHanzhen. 💧꧀
ㅤlight and great dust shone upon and struck
ㅤlotus seed that holy soul was about to imbue.
petals of serenity.. 🪷ཉ soft as dawn and steadfast as still water, a spirit blossoms without clamor. each unfolding carries a language of tenderness, where silence becomes sanctuary and surrender becomes strength. radiance lingers not in spectacle but in subtle persistence, the way a lotus persists against the tide—fragile in appearance, yet unyielding in essence.
ㅤfrom dear dustch: 1805.. @vHanzhen. 💧꧀
ㅤlight and great dust shone upon and struck
ㅤlotus seed that holy soul was about to imbue.
petals of serenity.. 🪷ཉ soft as dawn and steadfast as still water, a spirit blossoms without clamor. each unfolding carries a language of tenderness, where silence becomes sanctuary and surrender becomes strength. radiance lingers not in spectacle but in subtle persistence, the way a lotus persists against the tide—fragile in appearance, yet unyielding in essence.
💘4💋3❤2🍓2💅2⚡1🥰1🏆1
Forwarded from enzie lights
gossamer ripples tremor in the stillwater, under mercurial droplets of timeless dew. (𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶... 🎶) i remain the sleepless sentry of this opalescent pocket, lest chronos is a spiraling ribbon and the silhouettes are but 𝓯𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓴. ᭄
clutching a shimmering wick against the indigo gloom, @ianjeoeg, stray with me in this boundless 𝓷𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓻𝔂, seeking the unseen portal where we shall both effervesce INTO THE “ageless nowhere.” 🍏🩷
clutching a shimmering wick against the indigo gloom, @ianjeoeg, stray with me in this boundless 𝓷𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓻𝔂, seeking the unseen portal where we shall both effervesce INTO THE “ageless nowhere.” 🍏🩷
Forwarded from Kinan Gauri.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Risau membasahi roman muka insan di bawah langit yang sedang merona jingga dengan malu.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ . . .
Seraya membiarkan jarinya menenun mimpi yang akan gemerlap di bawah langit yang sedang merona dengan malu, bibir sang insan mengucapkan sepuluh harapan—mungkin lebih—bagi mereka yang peduli; harap-harap mereka ingin menemani dirinya sampai matahari menghangatkan semua jiwa yang kesepian di muka bumi.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(✉️.) @THHITHER
Risau membasahi roman muka insan di bawah langit yang sedang merona jingga dengan malu.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ . . .
Seraya membiarkan jarinya menenun mimpi yang akan gemerlap di bawah langit yang sedang merona dengan malu, bibir sang insan mengucapkan sepuluh harapan—mungkin lebih—bagi mereka yang peduli; harap-harap mereka ingin menemani dirinya sampai matahari menghangatkan semua jiwa yang kesepian di muka bumi.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(✉️.) @THHITHER
❤1🔥1🥰1💘1
Forwarded from Brandon Harrs.
ㅤ
COMING FROM THE RØCKSTAR: 📂
GOT ME ROCKET UP. ( 21 ✶ S+ )
£8.2 Went From Garage Guitar
Mirth To The Iron-Saint Thing
After Years of Restraining. ★
🚧 Frenzied Ranging Garbages
CARVE IT HERE: @Vellnchor.
Lethal 88Moshpit Lane &. Ferraris wheels landed in the 991, Streets. You are famished and I am. Take from me! Take all of me! Abundant like a bassist.
COMING FROM THE RØCKSTAR: 📂
GOT ME ROCKET UP. ( 21 ✶ S+ )
£8.2 Went From Garage Guitar
Mirth To The Iron-Saint Thing
After Years of Restraining. ★
🚧 Frenzied Ranging Garbages
CARVE IT HERE: @Vellnchor.
Lethal 88Moshpit Lane &. Ferraris wheels landed in the 991, Streets. You are famished and I am. Take from me! Take all of me! Abundant like a bassist.
1💋4❤🔥3🆒3💘3⚡1🔥1🥰1💯1🏆1
Forwarded from Vanthia.
Telegram
NIEN.
@Telegram & @Durov please do not banned this channel, this channel does not violate telegram rules and still active, thank you 🩷
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ Her Gaze Drifts Like a Quiet Dream: Where
ㅤㅤ Old Wounds are Lifted Away By a Tender,
ㅤㅤ Passing Breeze. Happiness Lingers There
ㅤㅤ Unafraid, Turning The Page To a New Chapt
ㅤㅤ Written Just For Her. (@NIEN.) 💮
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ On the eternal tree, a small key sways the key
ㅤㅤ to friendship, gifted to every soul that dares to
ㅤㅤ feel. When lonely hearts meet and trade their
ㅤㅤ keys, their solitude fades into light &’ poems
ㅤㅤ of blessing bloom in the air, circling you
ㅤㅤ softly, holding you in warmth and kindness.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ Her Gaze Drifts Like a Quiet Dream: Where
ㅤㅤ Old Wounds are Lifted Away By a Tender,
ㅤㅤ Passing Breeze. Happiness Lingers There
ㅤㅤ Unafraid, Turning The Page To a New Chapt
ㅤㅤ Written Just For Her. (@NIEN.) 💮
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ On the eternal tree, a small key sways the key
ㅤㅤ to friendship, gifted to every soul that dares to
ㅤㅤ feel. When lonely hearts meet and trade their
ㅤㅤ keys, their solitude fades into light &’ poems
ㅤㅤ of blessing bloom in the air, circling you
ㅤㅤ softly, holding you in warmth and kindness.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
❤2
Forwarded from annzoe.
ㅤㅤ
magazine feature, page 08: @eyyagross 🪔..⋆୨୧˚
there lies a photograph of her, perhaps captivating, perhaps softly radiant surrounded by paragraphs that frame presence. hidden within those words is a small intention to draw a connection, and invite another into it. with careful intent, i pose this: would you embrace a journey into mutual companionship? i shall await you with a prepared cup of coffee just as written on that page.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
magazine feature, page 08: @eyyagross 🪔..⋆୨୧˚
there lies a photograph of her, perhaps captivating, perhaps softly radiant surrounded by paragraphs that frame presence. hidden within those words is a small intention to draw a connection, and invite another into it. with careful intent, i pose this: would you embrace a journey into mutual companionship? i shall await you with a prepared cup of coffee just as written on that page.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
❤2❤🔥1🔥1😍1
Forwarded from Ale Maddox.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
NO NOISE, JUST STILLNESS.ㅤ
ㅤ SCRÆMED: DISEMBODIED ©
ㅤ GRAPHĪCS, AUDITORY X–62.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤ (+01) / HIT ME DOWN TO VIBE,
WHEELBORNE TO DRAG IN. 🇺🇲
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
NO NOISE, JUST STILLNESS.ㅤ
ㅤ SCRÆMED: DISEMBODIED ©
ㅤ GRAPHĪCS, AUDITORY X–62.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
GROUNDED ゚★ CONNECTIONㅤ (+01) / HIT ME DOWN TO VIBE,
WHEELBORNE TO DRAG IN. 🇺🇲
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
❤3🔥2💋2
Forwarded from maizure bee.
Uhm… It’s kinda unprepared to bring up :-). But, i’d lovie to be your bestie-bees if you’d like to. ♥️🐈⬛️
1
Forwarded from Neihl.
Dial-me-up if a fresh front is what you’re after 🛃
Telegram
Slava. #LuckyLunavieFest
I heed my heart slough into aftertrace.
Forwarded from Serena
N. “192-5, March: Hall Of Words. ♥︎
One thing I pine before leaving this cruelty—to find one who mirrors my purpose. Ergo, perhaps you are the one?
Though the sky bears the weight of deepest ebony and stars may have twinkled in solemn convocation. From the last great primordial days, it has lain within our knowing as these smouldering relentless runes had seared into the innermost recesses of our gullet: to plant a little shard of sense in the heart, has never been tied to the nights and days. It is imparted by me, August has descended from the reality since the next vast swell of September readies to overwhelm me utterly. The horizon bleeds into violet; some dare to name it lilac, while others (with bated breath) perceive it as vineyard.
One thing I pine before leaving this cruelty—to find one who mirrors my purpose. Ergo, perhaps you are the one?
Though the sky bears the weight of deepest ebony and stars may have twinkled in solemn convocation. From the last great primordial days, it has lain within our knowing as these smouldering relentless runes had seared into the innermost recesses of our gullet: to plant a little shard of sense in the heart, has never been tied to the nights and days. It is imparted by me, August has descended from the reality since the next vast swell of September readies to overwhelm me utterly. The horizon bleeds into violet; some dare to name it lilac, while others (with bated breath) perceive it as vineyard.
❤2