wilting roses

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

there is no destiny
you really shouldn't be here
the room where the colors are
two words
don't read this.
a story for the eyes of God
lying about what matters
helmets all the way down
there's no shorthand for love
knowing others
kula who met god
vestiges
the vagabond of aeolia