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Dear Anon
To All Who’ve Ever sent Anons, Thank you for all the sweet messages and the aesthetics; the memes and the confessions. I love hearing the things you all have to say and I want so badly to help the ones of you who come to me for help. I hope you all know that IContinue reading “Dear Anon”
Dear Santa!
Alright, listen up. I’ve tried really goddamn hard to be “good”, whatever the hell that means. I’ve tried to smile and bear the idiots and tried so damned hard not to say the mean things that pop into my head. Doesn’t trying count for something? Anything? So cut me some slack, big guy, cause I’ve been throughContinue reading “Dear Santa!”
Dear Person I’m Jealous Of…
Dear No-One in Particular, I’ll never be as witchy as you are and I’ll never exist as effortlessly as you do. My art most likely won’t be as good as yours or as popular. I won’t be famous or even a markedly known name more than likely. My hair will never look as good asContinue reading “Dear Person I’m Jealous Of…”
Your aesthetic is windy days and rainy nights. It’s the way drifting steam from a hot cup of coffee coats your glasses on a Sunday morning. It’s the way you feel when you’re alone in the night and the smell of running water. It’s the storm that rallies energy in your heart and echoes with power. It’s a calm and old type of power.
It’s too perfect. I love this!
Dear Satan (no not Santa)
Dear Satan, I don’t really have a problem with you, honestly. You stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours. I know the Christians believe your all bad and evil incarnate. Me? I have no opinion. Never met you, that I am aware of, and don’t think gracing me with your presenceContinue reading “Dear Satan (no not Santa)”
My secret dream is to be a superhero so I can save the world.
When I think of your aesthetic I imagine a small cave, with a fresh spring somewhere hidden. Its misty twilight atmosphere and there is life blossoming between every rock… Did i do that right? ^^;
That is lovely, Nonny! I’d say you did just fine!
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Mumford and Sons – Believe “You may call it in this eveningBut you’ve only lost the nightPresent all your pretty feelingsMay they comfort you tonightAnd I’m climbing over somethingAnd I’m running through these walls I don’t even know if I believeI don’t even know if I believeI don’t even know if I believeEverything you’re tryingContinue reading “🍄”
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