Amnevar 🖤

The little whispers in my mind, up to nothing good. They are out to destroy everything in their wake. All the goodness I have received is balancing between my thoughts. One wrong movement, a word that should not leave my lips and everything would be gone. How much power little letters have, when they’re all combined together can begin a beginning of an end.

i want to live in a little house in the middle of the woods, have coffee at 6 in the morning, go out to pick my own fruits, soak in sunlight, make pies weekly, bathe in a lake, be friends with little animals and live off what nature has to offer me. ✨

This is….it’s just so…agagidyegoyudufig

Un ciel tiède et doux de décembre, Dont les gris de cendre attendris Font de la rose aux tons pourris Une transparente fleur d’ambre ;