⊱🎀⊰ —вяιgнт єуєѕ

“like snowflakes n’ glue n’ the rich.”

{{ in mid october my dad almost passed away and my grandma is exposed to covid. i’ve been actively working on stuff for this muse while emotionally and mentally dealing with that }}

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{{ we gettin there }}

{{ made this as a warm up before making icons for the blog move, thought y'all on the dash would like it 🤍 @wcrldlyadventures }}

{{ i can’t celebrate it properly but happy birthday to savie ❤️}}

{{ i’m doing a MASSIVE overhaul of everything so don’t mind the chaos }}

TWICE

holding the note close, she cradled it as if it were the most valuable object she had ever known. if only they knew how much she missed him, how much she missed everyone. it wasn’t her decision to leave, but yet the guilt of it all hit like she had every intention to do it. amoungst the feelings of sorrow, however, it warmed her to know she wasn’t forgotten. she may have been forgotten by her creators and the eyes of audiences forever, but knowing that the ones whom she thinks about every waking moment had kept her memory alive— that was enough to keep her joy going for a while longer.