Butter Sky
@butteroff.bsky.social
Imagine if the sky was raining butter. Not rain but butter? The sky was no longer the blue we know but yellow…and dripping. The air smelled like fresh grass and hay—unreal! I wish I could see it just once. A yearning to be perceived.
I took a love boat to gratification island and all i got was this stupid t-shirt
March 23, 2025 at 4:27 AM
I took a love boat to gratification island and all i got was this stupid t-shirt
Last call for the isolation station…. all aboard drain train,,, destination : manifestation
February 23, 2025 at 9:36 PM
Last call for the isolation station…. all aboard drain train,,, destination : manifestation
Bleeding profusely and imagining life as a man…venus retrograde is coming
February 12, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Bleeding profusely and imagining life as a man…venus retrograde is coming
Yes Cruel mistress i believe in the courage that tells the difference…
February 11, 2025 at 8:15 AM
Yes Cruel mistress i believe in the courage that tells the difference…
No thots…too many thoughts.
February 9, 2025 at 4:54 AM
No thots…too many thoughts.