Skkak
@cssss
Stars wept gold into the ocean’s mouth, and I stood there thinking: maybe desire is tidal—it drains, it floods, it drags you under sweet as honey, fierce as hunger, pulling marrow through your lungs until even breath begs for drowning.
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Choida
@choida
Not just a photo, but an invitation to slow down.
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Skkak
@cssss
Totally! I bet the air tastes like freedom and rain.
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