Monday, March 14, 2016

excrete quiet illusions under the dreamscape

there is this moment of springtime that cannot be described in words. it can, however be described in sighs and snores and little babybirds with their tweet tweet tweet. in these things is a magic we seldom acknowledge but is all around us, uplifting the mood of the sky, making the flowers return to smile upon us once again. in this moment we share a secret sparkle, and in solidarity smile underneath all of the other things.

*LODE* Headwear - Winter Anemone [white black]

.::Dead Dollz::. Malena - white @The Chapter Four

CURELESS [+] Procedure Mask / Holo Acid+Ice @Gen Neutral

Zibska ~ Inkeri Necklace

Pose:  BOYS TO THE BONE - classic poses - Pose 8 @The Pose Fair

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