Breath of French Air
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Breath of French Air
“I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.”
Franz Kafka.
And if someday the uncertainty of this world becomes too overwhelming, I hope you remember that some mysteries aren’t meant to be solved, they’re meant to be lived.
“I feel like everyone fakes who they really are, when deep down we’re all equal amounts of screwed up. Some of us are just better at hiding it than others.”
— Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us
𝙷𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊-𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝙾𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊 [沖縄] 𝙹𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 [日本]
𝙿𝚑. 𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖: 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛
Art by Welder Wings.
as it spins
crackling of the needle on vinyl as it spins, buoyancy in exaltation
moonlight thin between us illuminates, chasm filled, as boundless we sway
swarm, they come, and falls of harpies snatch our fears by gust, their doom
let’s dance my love, in melody soft of song and touch, as if always it must be
we, entwined
lapetitevannetaise
Dorian Gray (2009)
Eternal Smile (2012) - Ilyas Phaizulline
Braces, Casey Weldon
"𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥."
-𝘒𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘙𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘬𝘪
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