hi owell! i went outside for โfresh airโ but came home with 3 snacks and a personality reset!! ๐ซ๐ฉท the streets were cute, the night was nice, and yes, i looked adorable *nyang? ๐๐ so here u go, photo dump full of bite-sized serotonin ๐น
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ bรots on. miNd cLeaR. โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ we donโt follow trails โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ weโem.โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ not a crew. โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ just
โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ bรots on. miNd cLeaR. โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ we donโt follow trails โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ we
MAKE โ โ โ โ โ Silk Hearthโ โ Lunar Threadโ โ
โ โ โ โ โ Dawn Figmentโ โ Wisp Mallowโ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ not a crew. โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ just
cรded different. ๐๐ฅโ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
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โฅ๏ธ. โA Quiet Bond ; A tale behind cracked piano keys ๐
โโโ I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. ๐
โฑ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestineโs giggles, or Ernestโs sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @TheFleurs, @HouseOfLuthien, & @TheEdurne love isnโt always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
๐ ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐น @CorwellWorld.
โโโ I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. ๐
โฑ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestineโs giggles, or Ernestโs sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @TheFleurs, @HouseOfLuthien, & @TheEdurne love isnโt always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
๐ ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐น @CorwellWorld.
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Wow! Look at me, I'm really pretty, right? Do you think this dress suits me? Oh yeah, don't forget to buy the clothes I'm wearing. I look good without bangs. โค๏ธ๐งโโ
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โฅ๏ธ. โA Quiet Bond ; A tale behind cracked piano keys ๐
โโโ I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. ๐
โฑ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestineโs giggles, or Ernestโs sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @IVERIEZ & @HouseOfEyre love isnโt always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
๐ ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐น @CorwellWorld.
โโโ I. Once, the rain changed its
mind. Only the hush of wind
remained and tiny footsteps
along an old wooden hall,
delivering a letter from beneath
the stairs. ๐
โฑ A tender friendship... (&. woven through gentle hours. Every word, adorned with wistful laughter. Among clinking teaspoons and warm honeyed tea, the feeling never faded like Celestineโs giggles, or Ernestโs sleepy hums in his rocking chair. They become lullabies, become illustrations, become the pale moon at the window waiting quietly for us to return. For those being celebrated, @IVERIEZ & @HouseOfEyre love isnโt always loud. Sometimes it arrives like a small cat: silent, soft, and unwilling to leave.
In the hush of silence,
something wordless lingered,
๐ ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐น @CorwellWorld.
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Hi, Owels! Ningning took time for herself alone to visit such a dreamful place. In take, she saw a bear who looked sadโjust for her to take a portrait of it. Owels, just a reminder that everything goingโs to be okay! Youโre doing well in where you are trying to go; and nothingโs too impossible for you to take. Go and fly, Owels! You deserve everything, for you all are worth it. ๐
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โ DONโT WATCH MEโVIBE WITH ME. ๐ธ๐ฅ
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