Sonnet of Gertrude: Pearl gathered the violets, anemones, columbines, and some twigs of the freshest green, which the old trees held down before her eyes.
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⠀⠀ 𓇚 𝘖͟𝘍͟ 𝖳͟𝖧͟𝖤͟ 𝖱͟𝖮͟𝖲͟𝖤͟. ︳ She was a rose
⠀⠀⠀⠀ held with gentle care by hands that
⠀⠀⠀⠀ had no intention of nurturing her
⠀⠀⠀⠀ beauty or keeping her near.
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2.30 PM: 𝖦͟𝖤͟𝖱͟𝖳͟𝖱͟𝖴͟𝖣͟𝖤͟. / 𝖷͟𝖨͟𝖨͟𝖨͟, 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖶𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌. “… My love, are you well, past the sea and the swell, out in the world——where danger is fraught. Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.”
Through the Camera Lens: { … } 𝟤͟𝟢͟𝟦͟ 𝗈͟𝖿͟ 𝟥͟𝟨͟𝟨͟. Though I dread and find it overwhelming, I make it a point to take the time to enjoy my food. This small pleasure helps me boost my mood and sets a positive tone for the rest of my day. “”
Phew, it’s good to be back and ready to interact again. A-very-late good morning to everyone. I’ve been out of touch for the past few days and would love to catch up. Did I miss anything exciting or important? And, how’s everyone doing? (Please let me know). ❤︎
(𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩). Oh, hi, everyone! I understand that repeatedly asking "How are you?" can become somewhat dull, so let's change it up. Can you give me three words to describe your day? P.S. I really miss each and every one of you so much.
ㅤ ❛ 𝑋͟𝐼͟𝑉͟: 𝖠𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗒.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Just spent two days in Singapore, walking in my heels and enjoying the tastiest new ice cream flavors! Who knew vacations could be so sweet? 🍨
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“… Magnolia, she could have anyone in the world. Floats around town in a golden gown, born in a castle on a cloud. Magnolia, prettiest girl that I know. Stars in her eyes, handpicked from the skies, 𝘣͟𝘦͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘵͟𝘪͟𝘧͟𝘶͟𝘭͟ 𝘴͟𝘰͟𝘶͟𝘭͟.”
“… As I close my eyes, the pictures play like a blurry montage. I can see us driving for hours, until the street signs grew less familiar the flickering lamplights giving away to stars.“
𝘑͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦͟: … Stepping out in style with a touch of retro charm, sporting a lovely pink top paired seamlessly with a denim skirt. 𝖤𝗑𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾. “”
{ … } Oh, move like the flowers. Watch how a soft breeze gently moves their petals, how their stems sway gently in the wind. Learn to float, taking weight off of yourself as you walk; feeling your own wings growing and taking kindly to the air. “”
"… Her heavy hair was full of the perfume of roses and sandalwood. Beneath the languor of her heavy lids slept passionate violence, 𝘴͟𝘩͟𝘦͟ 𝘸͟𝘢͟𝘴͟ 𝘢͟𝘭͟𝘮͟𝘰͟𝘴͟𝘵͟ 𝘵͟𝘦͟𝘳͟𝘳͟𝘪͟𝘧͟𝘺͟𝘪͟𝘯͟𝘨͟𝘭͟𝘺͟ 𝘣͟𝘦͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘵͟𝘪͟𝘧͟𝘶͟𝘭͟."
I͟I͟. 𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍: ㅤ ㅤ { … } My greatest lesson learnt, you were mine until you weren’t. It was you who taught me so, the grace in letting go. The time we had was all——𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. “”
・70, 𝘖͟𝘥͟𝘦͟ 𝘵͟𝘰͟ 𝘚͟𝘰͟𝘳͟𝘳͟𝘰͟𝘸͟: “… Her eyes, a closed book. Her heart, a locked door. She writes melancholy like she’s lived it before. She once loved in a way, you couldn’t understand. He left her in pieces——and a pen in her hand. 𝐿𝑋𝑋, .
︳ ACT IV. 𝖲͟𝖼͟𝖾͟𝗇͟𝖾͟ 𝖵͟: 𝖮͟𝗉͟𝗁͟𝖾͟𝗅͟𝗂͟𝖺͟’𝗌͟ 𝖥͟𝗅͟𝗈͟𝗐͟𝖾͟𝗋͟𝗌͟.
“… Ophelia’s monologue is not just a chaotic ramble about flowers, but a very specific set of accusations spoken out of extreme grief.”
𝘐𝘧 𝘔𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘺: ㅤ { … } You are the moment before the sun sinks into the horizon. The transient light——the ephemeral hues set against the fading, fading sky. “”
🪽 𝟢͟𝟦͟/𝟢͟𝟩͟: ㅤ Today feels like a dream come true! I’ve finally got some precious free time to visit a place I’ve been dreaming of, and I couldn’t be happier, really. Every moment here is pure magic, and I’m soaking in every bit of it. Happy Vals, ❤︎.
𝘍͟𝘳͟𝘪͟, 𝟣͟𝟦͟: Finally, it's Friday. The day I’ve been looking forward to. I’m really excited for today, because Friday always feel so warm and peaceful—it's such a peaceful day compared to the rest. Wishing everyone a wonderful Friday. God bless. “”
{ … } I wrote a thousand songs that you find uncool. I built a legacy that you can't undo, but when I count the scars, there's a moment of truth, that there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘈𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘦. “”
{ … } She is a flower, holding herself together by her roots—using every drop of rain or tears to make herself stronger. When she is ready, she will turn towards the love shining on her—and open her petals to reveal the magnificent beauty that she is. “”
Starting off my Thursday with this clingy catto. How can I possibly shake off this adorable companion? Looks like this adorable clinginess is setting the tone for a great day ahead.
“… She was the song, in a chorus——𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥. You were the summer in her winter of verse. Yours was the melody she wanted to learn; it clung to her lips, in silence it yearned. It seems as though now, you forgot every word; in a field full of flowers, she was the first.”
“… I scratch your head, you fall asleep like a tattooed golden retriever. But, you awaken with dread, pounding nails in your head, but I’ve read this one where you come undone. I chose this cyclone with you, and who’s gonna hold you like me?”
𝒪’ 𝘗͟𝘢͟𝘳͟𝘪͟𝘴͟𝘪͟𝘢͟𝘯͟ 𝘕͟𝘪͟𝘨͟𝘩͟𝘵͟: “… She loves to be alone, dreaming of art galleries, reading love letters, dancing around her little apartment to soft jazz music, wearing only a satin kimono, and sitting on the balcony while she stares at the night sky.”
“… I would have to tell you. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. And, I love, I love——I love you. I never wish to be parted from you, from this day on.” 𝘖𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.
Taking a night-time stroll solo, but the city’s alive with its own kind of magic. The streets are quiet, the air is cool, and the world feels peaceful. 𝘖𝘩, 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵, 𝘩𝘶𝘩. “”
Just stumbled out of bed and right into the chaos of this monster day ahead—with the messy hair and bare face, but still rocking it. Have a great Monday, everyone. “”
Sunday is the perfect day to indulge in some 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 and 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 to recharge before the hectic week kicks in. Enjoy your weekend, 𝘔͟𝘰͟𝘺͟𝘢͟𝘵͟𝘶͟𝘢͟𝘭͟𝘴͟. “”
“… Watching you glide in that white dress, you make me believe in fairy tales. You're not just graceful; you're a swan in human form, enchanting every soul lucky enough to witness your elegance."
“… She counts the minutes, pale and silently draws nearer to the sea; the little waves become all great with longing, wreath'd with foam. Already a long stairway from the sky, descending slowly rests upon the earth. And thoughts, like spirits, on it come and go.”
𝘛͟𝘩͟𝘶͟, 𝟥͟𝟢͟: Kicking off my day with a morning stroll and a fresh breeze. Who could have imagined that early mornings could be so much fun? Just me, my trusty sneakers, and the beautiful sunrise. It’s the perfect way to start my day. “”
❛ But, all the clouds were glowing like roses and gold. And, in the middle of the pale pink sky, the evening star shone bright and beautiful. 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬.”
Gonna kiss someone like this—leave my kiss marks all over his face, and make sure he doesn’t wipe them off. So, everyone can admire his handsome face adorned with my lipstick marks. Smooch. 💋
Every day is a new opportunity to count my blessings, and I feel truly fortunate to have Kak Isa,
@reverieism
, in my life. I'm really hoping today goes smoothly for all of us. Wishing everyone a fantastic Wednesday. (Bong)
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"… 𝘛͟𝘩͟𝘦͟ 𝘙͟𝘰͟𝘴͟𝘦 is a feminine flower that offers herself entirely, finding joy in the act of giving. Her scent is an enigmatic wonder, deeply inhaled, it touches the heart's core and leaves the whole body infused with her fragrance."
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“… The first time you caught my eye it was not love at first sight. Instead, a quiet curiosity was planted in my chest, and I knew it was only matter of time before you sunk beneath my bones and nurtured this deep-seated familiarity into a love,”
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“… Then sitting across from you in that quiet, little Italian place. Your hands pushing the plates aside, reaching across for mine.”
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𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖨͟𝖨͟ , 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖭𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.
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“… Every day, she falls in love. She falls in love just a little bit more. She falls in love just a little bit more, with who she is, and with who she isn't. She falls in love just a little bit more, with where she's been, and what she's been through,”
I'm really struggling with this afternoon's heat——it's so fucking hot, and I feel like I might pass out. But, still, I'm wishing today goes smoothly for everyone. Here’s to a great weekend ahead for all of you, ♥︎. “”
❛: ㅤ ㅤ Hi, this is Amoura's writer. Due to a couple of things, I might not be very active on the timeline and will be more active on DMs or cyber. Does anyone here want to exchange cyber account with me? Feel free to leave a trace, ❤︎.
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19. Abang habis apel, PAP dong.
20. Marry,
@carnaldesired
. Kiss,
@Lcentious
. Another K,
@sinscoded
.
21. Woman on top and—guess it.
22. “You did well, Amoura.”
23. Me, myself, and I. Pokes,
@ofAmoya
.
24. The last one.
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