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𝑰𝒍 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒖 𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝑰𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆 𝒕'𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒎è𝒓𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕 à 𝒍𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇é𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒊 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈é 𝑶𝒖 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒔-𝒋𝒆 𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 ? 𝑼𝒏𝒆 𝒔é𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕é
𝑱𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒋𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒓 à 𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒓é𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 ? 𝑺𝒊 𝒋𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒔 ê𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋'𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒍𝒆
𝑻𝒖 𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒖 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 ? 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒋'𝒂𝒊 𝒑𝒖 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕'𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 ç𝒂 ? 𝑴𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐ù 𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝒅é𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊è𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒖 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐ù 𝒋𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒔 é𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒊 𝑵𝒆 𝒍𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒔-𝒕𝒖 𝒑𝒂𝒔 ?
𝑱𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒒𝒖'𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆 à 𝒍𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 ê𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕é 𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒂î𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒎'𝒂𝒄𝒒𝒖é𝒓𝒊𝒓 ? 𝑶𝒏𝒕-𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒊 ?
𝑱𝒆 𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒖 𝒎𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝑱𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒔 é𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒕 é𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉é𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒍'𝒊𝒏𝒕é𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝑱𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊 𝒋𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝑱𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖'𝒆𝒏 𝒅é𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒔 é𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝑻𝒖 𝒏'𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔
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𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅’𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝒓 𝒂𝒎 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕? 𝑨 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚
𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇? 𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒚? 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆?
𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 ? 𝑫𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕?
𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒘 𝑰’𝒅 𝒗𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒅 𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓.
𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆
(Image Credit : me :))
Second Nature is NOW YOURS on Spotify 💋🎀
diva, feathers and killer eyes
One Year Of My 1rst Ever Song with @vanillehead <3
musical poetry and many other projects to come… hope you’re readyyyy 🎀
I’m constenly looking for myself, the little girl inside, the real untouched unchanged being. But why do getting close feels like i’m inventing that little girl piece by piece to reassure myself that she’s still here. I mesh myself and that little woman with representations that i have of other idealized women. It’s a confusing feeling. Like my 20 years of life are just there to represent my body but not to be remembered. Like she’s the foggy memory of a memory, i can’t reach. She’s alone afraid, paralyzed by the unknown in the dark and my souvenirs like a blind perfume trying to reach for her hand to guide.
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴠᴀ
diva phantom caught on camera
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 𝔤𝔬𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔰 <3
Nature tatoue moi les pieds 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆, 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕
Pour que jamais je n’oublie, les délices de chair que tu m’as accordé et aie pitié des pauvres choix d’une fille 𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍
La vie que tu donnes à une fille est certes obscure 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆
De grâce tatoue moi le visage de ces chaudes larmes ainsi je ne dissoudrai jamais le mal qu’il m’a causé 𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆
Dans le miroir je veux voir une dame prise et meurtrie de son inaction, sa fausse décision 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏
Chaque jour je reste 𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏
Ma miséricorde au doigt 𝑴𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓
Et la rancune à son bout 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒑
Ils signent mon nom 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆
L’air est vraisemblablement différent pour ces femmes, elles changent ce qui est 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏; 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔
Donnent un sens doux à la chasteté, un sens unique 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏
Une agonie hystéricide 𝑨 𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊-𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒚
Un humain aussi pervers qu’il l’était hier lui sortira des yeux 𝑨 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔
La mesure et la pondération renaissent en de primaux ravages 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔
En cela une femme maîtresse 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔.
being in high heels at the beach is diva (get into it)
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