Crystall
@In2TheNever
I like to take...Pictures of things I find fascinating & beautiful. Share what makes me smile, Free spirit 🔞 No Dms.
The past didn't stay in the past It came to haunt Like cobwebs Dripping in glowing dew Signalling it may disappear But it stays stuck In a loop somewhere #poetry #pic Stockcake
Wish I was waking up with hands on my tits and a bulge pressed against my ass, but here I am waking up alone
"With you, I love more deeply, laugh more freely, and live more fully. ❤️"
Yes I did. Because of you. It was a mess too… Then I remembered who I was thinking of. So I did it again… Thank you.
He doesn’t chase beauty, he chases stillness in her presence, the kind that turns nights into poetry…….
I’ve learned to find beauty in short-lived things.
He made her wild, and she loved every reckless second.
Melody of fallen petals ~j.d. ✿.｡.:* 🌸Ⓖ𝔯ᗩℂẸᖴ𝓤𝕝 Ꮆคяđ𝔼ภ 🌸 *.:｡.✿ #gracefulgarden #3wordspoet Photo taken by me
The mute button really is self fucking care… I don’t need to block you, beef with you, or say a word. You just disappear. No more recycled thirst traps, no more fake fucking deep tweets, no more forced “look at me” energy. Just silence. Blessed, beautiful fucking silence.
Right there The spot where her heart unravels And falls in strands Into my hands Dying to feel it Fall onto me
Glass Soldier I walk with armour no one sees, Made not of steel, but silent pleas. A brittle shell, a trembling grace, A thousand thoughts behind my eyes. Each thought a blade, each dream a war, My heart retreats, yet wants for more. One part longs to fly, be free… The other…
It’s in your dreams, your deepest hopes Every whisper, every breath Every feeling in your soul A brushstroke on the canvas wide, For life is art in all its forms…
When I’ve opened up to anyone, I tend to be cautious. Because of this feeling. I’ve been here before and it’s never the best. So I’ve learned that not everyone deserves to know your world, but it’s ok to let them be a part of it…
Nightfall and hunger has her venturing out The hunt for prey on Tonight she craves the rarest of blood types The hardest to find But she’s prepared to search Hours pass and her hunger grows Finally she smells the delicious scent Following the trail her violet eyes brighten…