𓇼 ‘ WORDING IDEAST

𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗬.. ☽ th’own is a soul who is classified as beautiful and charming, a group of angels always surround every step and effort made. softness; gratitude; sweet smile. “heavenliness” the crown is invisible and the wings are not formed but her is a trustworthy person everyone dreams ─────────────────── 🎼  cute elegance #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

ㅤㅤㅤ ⁺  ..  ılıılı 달콤한 사탕 🌟ㅤㅤ ୨ “lily of the valley” happiness and mental powers. ୧ㅤa satin robe for morning skincare, froral, perfume, tchaikovsky. pearl gathered the violets, and anemones, and columbines. ♡ 🖋 ㅤㅤ（美丽的日落）shame, despair, solitude! the girl with a face like a goddess, started her day by greeting all her pets as she walked so gracefully. Miss France as the most beautiful and gave her the title of Miss Europe. 📼 ☾..  so that im lost now, nobody is looking for me somehow. ─────────────────── 🎼  guitar #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗬.. ☽ th’own is a soul who is classified as beautiful and charming, a group of angels always surround every step and effort made. softness; gratitude; sweet smile. “heavenliness” the crown is invisible and the wings are not formed but her is a trustworthy person everyone dreams ─────────────────── 🎼  cute elegance #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

ㅤㅤㅤ ⁺  ..  ılıılı 달콤한 사탕 🌟ㅤㅤ

୨ “lily of the valley” happiness and mental powers. ୧ㅤa satin robe for morning skincare, froral, perfume, tchaikovsky. pearl gathered the violets, and anemones, and columbines. ♡ 🖋 ㅤㅤ（美丽的日落）shame, despair, solitude! the girl with a face like a goddess, started her day by greeting all her pets as she walked so gracefully. Miss France as the most beautiful and gave her the title of Miss Europe. 📼 ☾..  so that im lost now, nobody is looking for me somehow. ─────────────────── 🎼  cute elegance #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

XIＩＩ : : 𝗚𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗥 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙊𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ✦ strings hum soft beneath calloused fingers each note a story, raw and true a refuge for restless souls seeking rhythm in a world out of tune ﹙❂﹚911 echoes of midnight jam sessions and worn-out chords the guitar sings of hope, pain, and freedom. in every strum, a moment’s escape, a pulse of life beyond the noise and rush. though scars linger on frets and hands music heals, a language understood without words. the guitar’s voice fierce yet tender pulls you out of shadows sets your spirit free? ─────────────────── 🎼  guitar #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

𔒝⠀   ..      ⎯⎯{ 𖣦   𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 :   𝖮𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 me 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍.

{𖥸}   ..   ℴ𝒻   in realms where beauty softly gleams, 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖠 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗐𝗇’𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖤𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖲𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗇 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖠𝗇 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾.

𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖠 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗀𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗆, 𝖠 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌.

               𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾                𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗇𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽                𝕭𝖞 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽                𝕬 𝖙𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖿         𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌—𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. ─────────────────── 🎼  poetry #girl #boy more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

ㅤㅤㅤ──────────── She wakes with grace, in the quiet light. no chaos, no craving, just care and calm. beauty she wears not like a mask, but breath a ritual of self-respect, in every softened edge. her heart beats for her own bloom, her soul combs through silence. w o m a n gentle power, rested and radiant. ㅤㅤㅤ──────────── ─────────────────── 🎼  beautiful chaos girl #girl more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

WHY TERROR SAINTS WITH SIN? a hostage’s golden skin torn by pure venom and a chaos that clings gracelessly to your throat, (the virtue you crave in their clean won’t heal it, won’t) unnerving, how midnight oil eats your pupils whole. i’ve been locked on your ghostface for lifetimes wondering if my own bloodstream offends the frame of my feminine veins you stain your hands red and glare at your masterpiece     here, take your flame      my skin; your ashtray ─────────────────── 🎼  beautiful chaos girl #girl more : : t.me/wordingbioideas

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     ‏ㅤㅤ‏ㅤ 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗘 they call her trouble — but only because they can't tame her. she walks like she owns the night, and speaks like silence owes her something【 💄 】 ⚠️ لا أحد يعلّمها الصمت، ولا أحد ين من كلمتها الأخيرة. ‏هي لذعة النار التي لا تحرق… إلا من يقترب كثيراً. ‏الرجال يظنونها لغزاً، لكنها وضوحٌ مؤلم لمن يعرف النظر ☾ she’s not here to be saved. she’s the sin you’ll remember with a smile. and when she disappears into the night you’ll still feel the echo of her rules breaking inside you. ─────────────────── 🎼  dark girl #girl more : : t.me/wordingbioideas