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letters that iβve kept since ages ago, folded neatly in a small wooden box β their paper edges a little soft now,
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thereβs a pile of postcards beside it,
sent by friends from faraway towns,
some have pressed flowers tucked inside, others faint traces of perfume. i keep them in a clear envelope so the sunlight can kiss the colors gently.
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letters that iβve kept since ages ago, folded neatly in a small wooden box β their paper edges a little soft now,
the ink fading but still sweet to read. sometimes i open them again when the sky turns orange, and the room feels like a gentle lullaby. β‘
π [ moments in lilac dusk ] &.
a small cassette player that hums my favorite songs, the ones iβve heard a thousand times yet never tire of. i bring it with me everywhere β to the park bench, the library window seat, or the small cafΓ© near school. through its music, everything around me seems to move slower, softer β even the wind hums along. π©π
thereβs a pile of postcards beside it,
sent by friends from faraway towns,
some have pressed flowers tucked inside, others faint traces of perfume. i keep them in a clear envelope so the sunlight can kiss the colors gently.
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π½ the jeans skirt i wore today sways gently as i walk, paired with my favorite pink crop top that glows under the afternoon sun. the silver jewelry sparkles with every laugh i share, the little rings and necklaces making me feel like a painting. π©·
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space | time: the sweetest reel.
sunny weather again, the sky looks like itβs been washed twice βοΈ
my heart hums quietly β happy, glowing, light.
with bebe-ova, my little dog trotting beside me πΎ,
iβm piecing a new page for my journal, corners bent,
ink smudged with coffee and laughter. π
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the playlist hums softly in the background β βSomeday, weβll be together againβ¦β πΆ by The Zombies,
and suddenly the whole cafΓ© feels like a scene from a movie iβve seen too many times but never tire of.
he laughed when i spilled sugar on the table,
said something about fate being clumsy too. i just smiled, maybe too much. outside, the sunlight kept flickering through the glass, and bebe-ova barked, as if approving the plot. πββ¬βοΈ
the day folded itself neatly β a simple story, a gentle reel, some warmth tucked between verses of βSomeday.β and maybe, just maybe, the universe was writing its own love letter again. ππ©·
sunny weather again, the sky looks like itβs been washed twice βοΈ
my heart hums quietly β happy, glowing, light.
with bebe-ova, my little dog trotting beside me πΎ,
iβm piecing a new page for my journal, corners bent,
ink smudged with coffee and laughter. π
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γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €handsome in the kind of way that
γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €makes your brain go quiet for a second. βοΈ
the playlist hums softly in the background β βSomeday, weβll be together againβ¦β πΆ by The Zombies,
and suddenly the whole cafΓ© feels like a scene from a movie iβve seen too many times but never tire of.
he laughed when i spilled sugar on the table,
said something about fate being clumsy too. i just smiled, maybe too much. outside, the sunlight kept flickering through the glass, and bebe-ova barked, as if approving the plot. πββ¬βοΈ
the day folded itself neatly β a simple story, a gentle reel, some warmth tucked between verses of βSomeday.β and maybe, just maybe, the universe was writing its own love letter again. ππ©·
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ZOMBIES (Original TV Movie Soundtrack) by Meg Donnelly & Milo Manheim on Apple Music
Album Β· 2018 Β· 10 Songs
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breezy morning laughter drifting through corridors! gentle-heartbeats. π±β΅Β²
ambling beneath the sycamores with peers, trading jestful murmurs jotting verses in the corner seat while adjusting the ribbon clasp and aligning papers neatly upon the desk of study.
stationery case. βΏ humming
softly among the chatter of
(c.o) ποΈ classroom musings
petaline-note: [23/7/108/2] β‘
sprout unfurled gracefully.
wandering onward! π©·. through the tiled walkway, notebook in hand, sipping honeyed tea beside the archway serene and sunlit smiling faintly as the wind carries fleeting fondness through the air.
ambling beneath the sycamores with peers, trading jestful murmurs jotting verses in the corner seat while adjusting the ribbon clasp and aligning papers neatly upon the desk of study.
stationery case. βΏ humming
softly among the chatter of
(c.o) ποΈ classroom musings
petaline-note: [23/7/108/2] β‘
sprout unfurled gracefully.
wandering onward! π©·. through the tiled walkway, notebook in hand, sipping honeyed tea beside the archway serene and sunlit smiling faintly as the wind carries fleeting fondness through the air.
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