Patisserie, D.

When I’m playing, I’m never through. It’s unfinished. I like to find a place to leave for someone else to finish it. That’s where the high comes in.

﹙ㅤ𝒶𝓈𝓉.ㅤ﹚; Like a flickering flame in the wind, her movements hold an irresistible allure. Her power lies in the mystery that surrounds her — a tacit promise of desire, passion, and inevitable ruin.

﹙ ❝❞ ﹚ “She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.

E se alguém ainda gosta de você, quer dizer que não ficou famosa o suficiente.

“She’s easily satisfied with the best.” ㅤ﹙…﹚ retrospring.net/sugarcoated, 𐙚.

"𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗍" 𝗈𝗋 "𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗆" 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟤. 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗒, 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽&𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗒. 𝖬𝖸𝖮𝖡! [ ··· ] [ + ] retroscent.carrd.co · t.me/iretroscent.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 ` 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗘. miserable creature fallen of fire, touched the clouds with his tail 'nd then he learned that he had been expelled from the hell kingdom. https://t.me/anwarhoult ⠀

Do you ever wonder why? ethankang.carrd.co

Good old-fashioned lover girl, living heartbeat. The red wind flower, spring drunk true love. ❜ [...] heartwritten.carrd.co

“Forever bound to you, Augusto—even beyond death.”

Engenheiro de visão afiada e metido a cinéfilo. Noivo dedicado, pai de pet zeloso e uma paixão incessante por uma boa dose de cafeína. — 1991. Londres, Inglaterra. (t.me/howlongrains)

you make the flowers open up, and now i’m dreaming of you and me painting our roses so even withered, they can still be beautiful. 𖥔 ׁ  t.me/nabieming

Nas águas serenas do oceano azul, Iemanjá baila ao som das marés, seu manto de amor e proteção envolve os corações.

Sweet and delicacy like a peach blossom, with rosy cheeks and windblown hair. Her beauty is like petals flying in a morning breeze. 桃子，花瓣，香味 ❀.

A mess of beautiful contradictions make her whole — she wears fire for skin but a storm lives in her soul.

𝗂'𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑠𝑙 ── 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘭, 𝘴𝘬

𝗌𝗈𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫, 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖺́𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗂𝖺, 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼̧𝖺 𝖾́ 𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋, 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝐦𝐚̃𝐞 𝐞́ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐚.

music is the air i breathe, without it, life would be a deafening silence. it's the essence of my being and my truest expression. — 𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫.