2/5 of my series redrawing the pjsk sekai album vol 1 covers! more more jump the idols ever ๐
Frost whispers through the trees, its breath a painter of icy filigree. Leaves once lush now cradle snow, crisp underfoot, like steps in forgotten lore.
Why does the cold stir old souls? In the silence of snow, memories awaken, each flake a note in winterโs symphony, playing the quiet music of the grey sky.
Hear the hush, the world softens, as white quilts lay over autumnโs remains. The chill invites us closer, kindles fires, wraps us in the embrace of its icy arms.
What secrets does the winter air hold, frozen in time, waiting for the thaw? Under its spell, our breaths become visible, painting misty tales in the frigid air.
Embrace the slow descent into winterโs night, find beauty in its stark, serene sights. For in its depth, in the heart of its cold, the promise of spring's warmth quietly unfolds.
โItโs OK to live a life that others donโt understand.โ
โ Unknown
want you to know i actually started crying at this post
i love life i love everyone everything is ok
I'm actually starting to like how I look in the mirror (:
i love my boyfriend
Mizuki trying to cope the fact she misses her bf
I love middle school mizurui
If I could I would explode into a thousand eyes, grasping hands, barred fangs, and the madness of an ever-expanding darkness but they made me 4'11 and kind of sleepy so I gotta make due.
he hehehe ! you found my post!!
ur pretty.
no take backs no take backs you have to deal with it
cuddling can be platonic.
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
cuddle your friends
The thing about reclaiming slurs is that once you've been affectionally called 'faggot' by friends, loved ones, and amiable fellows on the internet for long enough, you almost forget that it means something else to people who hate you.
Honestly at this point if a stranger on the street yelled "hey faggot!" after me, I'd probably turn around like "what?" like they'd just casually called me by name, and they were only trying to get my attention because they wanted to tell me something, before processing that they're being hostile.