花女

Flowers in March.

[hana-onna]

hi, welcome to my core ~

[hana-onna]

you are what you speak.

[hana-onna]

why overcomplicate? this clarity can't be fabricated anymore

[hana-onna]

I have no one else to talk about such things. Hope I find someone I’d resonate with. I’m making such a fool of myself.

[hana-onna]

they always tell you to keep going, but silly me forgot to ask “why”? :pp

[hana-onna]

I cannot fathom how much pressure I'm experiencing right now.

[hana-onna]

my days…

[hana-onna]

me, myself, and I

[hana-onna]

More control.

[hana-onna]

surrounded yet lonely

[hana-onna]

Always good to remember what got me into this.

[hana-onna]

been so inactive ahk

[hana-onna]

how does a dream come about?

[hana-onna]

I miss the days when the only pursuit was knowledge—when I was quietly unraveling who I am. Somehow, I was more whole then.

[hana-onna]

would always choose peace

[hana-onna]

Hope it makes sense.

[hana-onna]

Life has its bumps and humps, as they say —but sometimes, it feels like an endless stretch of rough road.

succs.