@heirtotheunsaid.bsky.social
I forgot what this was for tbh. Regardless, the show must go on!
Piffling photography, dark romanticism poetry, not dark romance… that’s personal.
I write my own poetry, if I post a picture of my poems, the template is on canva.
Piffling photography, dark romanticism poetry, not dark romance… that’s personal.
I write my own poetry, if I post a picture of my poems, the template is on canva.
This was projected to take five minutes, it took an hour to make manually.
February 4, 2026 at 12:16 PM
This was projected to take five minutes, it took an hour to make manually.
Your prurient inaction putrefies your ardor.
The rot beneath your skin necrosing your beauty.
Sphacelus notions and corrosive obsessions.
A flower in bloom may wither without proper care.
Neglected and disheveled petals plucked off in vain.
Indiligent musings and morose whispers.
The rot beneath your skin necrosing your beauty.
Sphacelus notions and corrosive obsessions.
A flower in bloom may wither without proper care.
Neglected and disheveled petals plucked off in vain.
Indiligent musings and morose whispers.
February 4, 2026 at 10:34 AM
Your prurient inaction putrefies your ardor.
The rot beneath your skin necrosing your beauty.
Sphacelus notions and corrosive obsessions.
A flower in bloom may wither without proper care.
Neglected and disheveled petals plucked off in vain.
Indiligent musings and morose whispers.
The rot beneath your skin necrosing your beauty.
Sphacelus notions and corrosive obsessions.
A flower in bloom may wither without proper care.
Neglected and disheveled petals plucked off in vain.
Indiligent musings and morose whispers.