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This is a sub-blog, where I write about my true feelings and my life.
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the trace of your lips
still smolders
like poplar fluff
under the noon sun
(сommission for @/nopause)
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*Hug*
Sorry to say “I miss the cold.”
I still like spring and autumn, or also warm weather.
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Come into my arms and I'll pamper you, my dear Faust!
When the bed is so comfortable, it makes me want to pamper myself.
Is that bad…?
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It kills the heart that is always peeking in.
I'll disappear someday.
I hesitate to scratch my claws.
I am still in the darkness, without anyone to reach out to.
There are no smiles anywhere.
I am crying alone.
You are strong, pure and white.
I am weak, dark and black.
It is said that a flower that will one day be rewarded will bloom forever.
High and far and blue, it calls to my soul.
It is the voice of the hot, icy wind.
The blooming flower will perish, but that time is now.


In eternal union (with the Monolith)
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apple blossom eyes
(btw branches placement may or may not be accidental. i’ll just leave you guys with this info)
!!!QUICK REMINDER!!!
STALKER and UNITED24 charity raffle ends in several days, so if you want to support Ukrainian schools during blackouts and win some goodies for it—consider donating, if you have such opportunity! You can share the link as well, it also helps a lot.
the fundraiser page:
thank you :)
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