in the end
Promises are just words.

its time , movie night

Full picture of NGC 5194 or M51a taken by JWST.

i know all these its just a dream , just let me live in it for while

this movie >>>>>>

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when fall in love with someone social and he cant have a time for u <

but i still love extrovert boys

baby , angles like you cant fly down here with me !

The beach, peace and me.

nevermind

Giant blue moon

Sometimes you are someone's favorite sweater. They wear you all the time. They wear you around the house, out to dinner, to the movies, or even while they sleep. They wear you in front of their friends, and their families, and in front of strangers, because you are their favorite sweater and they want everyone to know. As it happens, whether on purpose or by accident, one day they hang you in the back of their closet. Before long, other sweaters are placed before you, and you watch them as they come and go, wondering if you'll ever be worn again.
Soon you become not as accessible. The other sweaters are easily seen, and touched, and worn. You suddenly become far away. Far away means they forget the color in your eyes, and the way you smell, and your voice in the morning. So you hang, collecting dust and watching other sweaters keep the body you love warm. Maybe one day you'll be pulled from the closet, and they'll remember how they never felt as warm from all the other sweaters as they did with you. They'll remember how you promised not to scratch their skin or be stained with lies, and you kept those promises. But as it happens, maybe you were just a sweater, and you were only ever meant to be worn until they no longer needed you.