⧼𓊈♡˓grace𓆸꙳𓊉⧽

Hello, stranger.

You’ve stumbled into a place full of old sunsets, vinyl crackles, and wistful dreams.

Here, I post the things I can’t quite say out loud: faded photographs, love songs that never end, and the kind of thoughts that haunt the quiet hours.

This is a space for night drives, daydreams, and moments you wish you could keep forever. Scroll, linger, or disappear like smoke—it’s all welcome here.

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Heavy mornings,

Tears fall -

like autumn leaves from tired trees.

Hair tangled,

spent the whole night thinking of you.

Feet cold,

eyes swollen,

and thoughts that won’t quiet down.

Those bad, but good thoughts -

you know the kind.

And again, you bite your lip,

touching yourself

like a memory you can’t forget.

Hope you loved it and remember,

this is not for everyone, and that’s the point.