Channel name was changed to «A shackling silence wrapped in distracted comfort. An exotic place with all the longing»
Channel name was changed to «Excessive worry is rolling the earth to its worst point ever. Be still, living souls»
BOISTEROUS
— The crashing of the waves became clearer. It felt like every glance was just a moment. The wind that blows like a caress feels deceitful. The boisterous afternoon sea seemed to drag the sadness inside, continuing to be bound, slowly carried by the current, stopping at the end of the harbor of feelings. I directed my feet to run away, as much as possible not to hear the commotion of a dead soul. The earth that feels turbulent does not stop my steps, all I'm aiming for is a field of colorful flowers that will change human life. 𓋭 ◜ ࣪ 𓈒
— The crashing of the waves became clearer. It felt like every glance was just a moment. The wind that blows like a caress feels deceitful. The boisterous afternoon sea seemed to drag the sadness inside, continuing to be bound, slowly carried by the current, stopping at the end of the harbor of feelings. I directed my feet to run away, as much as possible not to hear the commotion of a dead soul. The earth that feels turbulent does not stop my steps, all I'm aiming for is a field of colorful flowers that will change human life. 𓋭 ◜ ࣪ 𓈒
Channel name was changed to «Chasing after time that doesn't want to stop. My prayer is that this leg will not get hurt»
flowers that live with flowers that grow in love from the chirping of birds that land on a book of poetry attached to the expert.
(.. while waiting for the
flowers to fall ..)
the pen never stops moving, beautiful writing wins truly great imagery, black ink dominates it.
attached to the fragrant smell of lavender flowers that grow above the comfortable house. cheeks with not low-key but painless makeup, beautiful sticky hair falling on the soft bed.
(.. while waiting for the
flowers to fall ..)
the pen never stops moving, beautiful writing wins truly great imagery, black ink dominates it.
attached to the fragrant smell of lavender flowers that grow above the comfortable house. cheeks with not low-key but painless makeup, beautiful sticky hair falling on the soft bed.
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레드 우드 나무 - Lang Leav ໒ ፡ my father once told me a story about an old redwood tree─bow the stood tall and proud─her sprawling limbs clothed in emerald green. with a smile, he described her as a mere sapling, sheltered by her elders and basking in the safety of the warm, dappled light. but as this tree grew taller, she found herself as the mercy of the cruel wind and the vicious rain.
together, they tore relentlessly at her pretty boughs, until she felt as through her heart would split in two. and after a long thoughtful pause, my father turned to me and said, ‘‘my daughter, one day the same thing will happen to you. and when that time comes, remember the redwood tree. do not worry about the cruel wind or the vicious rain─but do as that tree did and just keep growing.’’
ㅤㅤ ✦ .. ㅤㅤ✷
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ㅤㅤ* * ⋆ .
· ⋆ ˚ ˚ ✦
⋆ · *
⋆ ㅤㅤ · ✧ ㅤㅤ✵
레드 우드 나무 - Lang Leav ໒ ፡ my father once told me a story about an old redwood tree─bow the stood tall and proud─her sprawling limbs clothed in emerald green. with a smile, he described her as a mere sapling, sheltered by her elders and basking in the safety of the warm, dappled light. but as this tree grew taller, she found herself as the mercy of the cruel wind and the vicious rain.
together, they tore relentlessly at her pretty boughs, until she felt as through her heart would split in two. and after a long thoughtful pause, my father turned to me and said, ‘‘my daughter, one day the same thing will happen to you. and when that time comes, remember the redwood tree. do not worry about the cruel wind or the vicious rain─but do as that tree did and just keep growing.’’
Channel name was changed to «the world and all the souls that remember, the memories both good and restless. footprints that never disappear.»