Born from ash, shaped by scars. Beauty was never soft.
Perfection is obsolete. Glitch is the new order.
Beauty isn’t always soft. It blooms. It defends. It cuts. Jewelry made for souls like wild roses.
Her/His love flows like liquid - gentle, invasive, inescapable.
Spin into your orbit.
The tighter the knot, the quieter the desire.
Sometimes, the void feels more real than form.
