🎐 ,, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧. ❞
a garden for the fragile soul, for the
glass delusion. whisper, whisper, or
she will shatter in your touch.
🎐 ,, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧. ❞
a garden for the fragile soul, for the
glass delusion. whisper, whisper, or
she will shatter in your touch.