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Hey, I followed you for a while, and I just watched toh. So... in the least creepy way possible, I like you're background.

HI HOW ARE YOU
          IK YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT GONNA SEE THIS FOR A WHILE BUT I HOPE YOU'RE DOING GOOD
          *sends all my love and best wishes*
          <333

Hi Ollie!

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a small token of kindness [ 10th july 2023  ] 
          
          mountains and decorators, exhaustion and evil eye; surviving bones and careless finds. funeral floods and tumbling sorrows; forests and bridges of laughters and morals. feelings migrated, clouds and dresses; that which rains does not always bring about harvest. 
          
          clocks of manners, a road of residences; hearts like maples marked along fences. pictures of politeness, smiles like wounds; world a death of another, burial grounds like jasmine blooms. 
          
          mornings of questions, blurred evening attempts; youth of trial and error, life a honeycomb aged. dreams of wounds, dreams like a father's disappointment; storms like swaying birth, storms sometimes like corpses of discipline.  
          
          disassociated honour, ribbed filters; what binds is not glue, rather, mutual respect. eastern wind and crepuscular billows; howling books and silent words. the majesticness of months yet the solemnity of years; to the hearts that wriggle with pain, silence is delicate, thin ice-like elegance. 
           #adropofhumanity 

Hey you guys, It’s been a while again, I’m sorry.
          Hope you all are doing ok! I’m still checking pms if anyone wants to get ahold of me.
          
          Life update:
          I asked out my crush today! She said yes! I have a gf now :))
          

OPENING NIGHT IS NOT CANCELLED!!!! I’m screaming 
          :)))

Sooo I’m planning to ask my crush out this Saturday night :0
          It’s closing night of the musical I’m in, so I hope It’s cute and doesn’t go badly lol.
          Speaking of the musical, our opening night tomorrow may be cancelled because of weather . It’ll be horrible, but, nothing should be cancelled this friday so that can be our opening night if worse comes to worst.
          It’s fine :)

a small token of kindness [ 20th february 2023  ] 
          
          blistering hope and disrupted forces, stomach of dirt and howling cresses; scraping blossoms and sunken springs. hollowed harvests, assaulted reaps; jeopardised desires and slivering skies. 
          
          mismatched woods and stolen petals; metaphorical gentleness and articulated coherence. dripping hearts, compendium ashes; ornate gale, weathered pages. 
          
          vintage eyes and handwritten libraries, fictional moon and escaped fantasies. inspiring nostalgia, doubtful guqin; poisonous inquiry, burial of heaven. vulnerability guarded, vindictive portraits; a monster of human needs, a devil of emotions. 
          
          brush-wood sprains and sinister autumns; stubborn walls and bittersweet burns. fluid memories, flamed nerves; familiar souvenirs,  a winter fued. a sadness of sharpness, bitter home in throat; caress the storms just as sadness has caressed tired norms. 
           #adropofhumanity

DOES ANYONE KNOW ANY CUTE ORIGINAL LOVE STORIES? All fluff and cuddly please, maybe some angst to spice things up, but no graphic smut please, unless It’s extremely brief or barely mentioned. 
          
          Also hru guys:)