to be the muse of my muse...why, it's the greatest honor that could ever be bestowed upon me 🌿🎶
fashionably late to my own anniversary with Orpheus, as is par for the course — however, I think he won't behoove me my tardiness since I wanted to make sure this was extra pretty for such an...auspicious date 🙂↕️
five years ago, some lowly little bard bewitched me with his sad songs and soggy charms, and so I think five years is long enough to warrant taking him as my spouse 🖤 here's to many more wonderful years of muse4muse brainrot, dear poet








