@demoniacos.bsky.social
I said farewell to sunlight, and set out to become what I became. rp account.
@corpuares.bsky.social
@buncakie.shy.cat
@erys.ispost.ing
⠀ 𝟢𝟤.⠀⠀ /⠀ ⠀ Talking nonsense is the sole privilege mankind possesses over the other organisms. It's by talking nonsense that one gets to the truth! I talk nonsense, therefore I'm human. 𝗥𝗣 𝗔𝗖𝗖.
@necropsies.the-gay.cat
⠀ who needs another mess? we could start over, just look me in the eyes and say i'm wrong. now there's only emptiness, venomous, insipid. i think we're done; i'm not the only one. ⠀
@besosdemiel.bsky.social
@dzvilie.bsky.social
@sloopytoppy.woke.cat
@hellsbells.shy.cat
ㅤᰵ 𝗂'𝗆 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽, 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾. 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎'𝐬 ! t.me/helldaisies · 𝗈𝗈𝖼.: +𝟤𝟣 ꘎ ۪ ࣪ ✾ 🕸️ ── tremfantasma.carrd.co
@alanbeeda.bsky.social
@odeionecrofilmoooo.bsky.social
@mafleur.ispost.ing
@deadpoet.rpbr.social
they want to 𝗸ill rock n'roll because they know it makes us 𝒉𝗼𝗿𝗻𝘆, man!
@sad-disco.woke.cat
singing on her hairbrush microphone, kinda looks like me with the lights down low, it's her own sad disco.
@the-fate.shy.cat
just because you are soft doesn't mean you are not a force. honey and wildfire are both the color gold.
@renascientsm.bsky.social
In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume.
@funeralfreak.bsky.social
Destroy my desires, wipe out my ideals, show me something better. — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground.
@romancistamorto.bsky.social
Eu escreveria sobre as mais diversas coisas no mundo, mas não com tanta paixão como quando falo de amor.
@rockitty.bsky.social
I still think about you everyday. I just wanna see you across the table from me.
@scarification67.bsky.social
@acquainted.rpbr.social
͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏♱ back from the grave. ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏
@miffyteabug.woke.cat
I spent my life trying to correct the mistakes I made in my eagerness to get it right.