Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
that hush between heartbeats, the moment that stretches as far as you need, until you are nothing but breath
incognitoofpseudonym:
She Got Me Like.
Stjepen Novak:
Joker and his Queen
Andrzej Kocot:
First fogs
Bellver Joanot:
✅ 24013 - Al-andalus
victor.chen@fIickr:
Stretch
Like Vanilla:
♥...More of you...♥
Skippy Beresford:
Live so that when your children think of fairness, caring, and integrity, they think of you.
Moni_bergauf:
.rien
The World As We Know It:
In the pleasure houses of the galaxy
Mala gloom:
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screenpunk:
Silhouette
screenpunk:
Gold Fish
screenpunk:
Preserve the Flowers
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
we are drawn by the absence of light, where meaning fades into the unnameable
robyn35 smith:
If I lay here
[Deadwool] // Masa Plympton:
[Deadwool] Mads coat
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
It feels like sunlight caught in your chest— warm but not burning, a slow, steady glow
