Mona

@hrpdm.bsky.social

If this world was mine, I’d take your dreams and make ‘em multiply.

@cr33ddd.bsky.social

@mvrrorbxll.bsky.social

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ㅤ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀⠀ ⠀ Are you going to cowboy up⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀or just lay there and 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝? 𝙰𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚂 𝚆𝙴’𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 🪷 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙴 𝙶𝙾?

@sonsofbooks.bsky.social

@uticvn.bsky.social

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝕴 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐝͟𝐨͟𝐰͟𝐧

@renegvde.bsky.social

This is a big world, that was a small town !

@danseusetoile.bsky.social

⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ 𝒥𝑒 𝑡’𝑎𝑖 𝑣𝑢 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑢 ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ㅤ ⠀ ⠀ 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𓄹 ࣪ 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝖡𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒. ᡴꪫ̩

@lostinverses.bsky.social

A dreamer tracing the edges of silence, finding solace in the weight of forgotten things,

@diviinesoul.bsky.social

"𝖤𝗅𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝖾́𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾, 𝖴𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝖽’𝖺̂𝗆𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖾́𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾."

@cieldebrume.bsky.social

A soul adrift between melodies and the flicker of a projector,

@geurium.bsky.social

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

@nuedesens.bsky.social

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

@bruisedtulip.bsky.social

And then, the bastard winked at me.

@drearystars.bsky.social

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ a dangerous idea that ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ almost makes sense. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

@aantvres.bsky.social

𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝑠𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛 / 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 ❛𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰❜.

@sartriens.bsky.social

he/him, horror, +18.

@piliocta.bsky.social

he/him. 𝕲. 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭.

@devorerleciel.bsky.social

https://open.spotify.com/track/2QwObYJWyJTiozvs0RI7CF?si=ffYAK2-OSzOhhIHQGdRHoQ | épinglé : Kevin V. Doan

@bloodisrare.bsky.social

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒.

@sultrynlethal.bsky.social

𝐉͟𝐮͟𝐬͟𝐭͟ 𝐭͟𝐚͟𝐤͟𝐞͟ 𝐭͟𝐡͟𝐞͟𝐦͟ 𝐚͟𝐧͟𝐝͟ 𝐥͟𝐞͟𝐚͟𝐯͟𝐞͟ 𝐦͟𝐞͟ 𝐚͟𝐥͟𝐨͟𝐧͟𝐞 by 𝑅𝑎𝑜𝑜𝑓 𝐻𝑎𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑖 ( my belén ) ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ

@beforeifall.bsky.social

𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑛. 🪽 — https://pin.it/3pL2scpdI.

@rojaschucao.bsky.social

Era una criatura romántica y sentimental, con tendencia a la soledad, de pocas amigas. Isabel Allende, 𝘓𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪́𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘴 (1982)

@filsdeleausale.bsky.social

@orageolympien.bsky.social

she/her, +18.

@vagueauxlarmes.bsky.social

𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗁, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌. ⚲ 𝖤𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗁, 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽.