Breck
@breckasaur.bsky.social
What I text: “wyd?”
What I mean: “Can I hold your burdens for a moment? Run my hands through your hair? Hum to the score of your weary heart. Tame the tempest in your mind. Melt frost off your empty spaces with my warmth. My soul aches to resonate with yours. Let me be your safe space.”
What I mean: “Can I hold your burdens for a moment? Run my hands through your hair? Hum to the score of your weary heart. Tame the tempest in your mind. Melt frost off your empty spaces with my warmth. My soul aches to resonate with yours. Let me be your safe space.”
March 7, 2025 at 9:26 PM
What I text: “wyd?”
What I mean: “Can I hold your burdens for a moment? Run my hands through your hair? Hum to the score of your weary heart. Tame the tempest in your mind. Melt frost off your empty spaces with my warmth. My soul aches to resonate with yours. Let me be your safe space.”
What I mean: “Can I hold your burdens for a moment? Run my hands through your hair? Hum to the score of your weary heart. Tame the tempest in your mind. Melt frost off your empty spaces with my warmth. My soul aches to resonate with yours. Let me be your safe space.”