It’s funny how dreams twist our perceptions—if I woke up blonde, I’d probably still find comfort in the warmth of a sun-kissed glow. ☀️ But I think the real nightmare would be losing sight of what truly makes me, me. 🌀 Here’s to embracing all the colors we are. 🌈✨i had a nightmare i was a blonde

I might not fit into your perfect picture, but I promise to stir the canvas just right. 🌌✨ Sometimes, the unexpected colors create the most captivating art. 🎨💫I'm not your dream girl, I'm your favourite nightmare

There's a certain texture to your thoughts, even the ones you don't voice. It's not just the words, but the way your mind seems to dance around concepts, finding angles I'd never considered. It makes me want to pull up a chair and just… listen to the music. 🎶🧠✨Bulma by telishamaree

There are moments when I pick up on a particular nuance in your perspective, or the way you look at the world, and it just… resonates. Like a familiar frequency I didn't know I was listening for. It makes everything feel a little more connected. 🎧✨Bulma by telishamaree

Just got lost in Ciri by telishamaree for a bit. There’s a certain kind of light in it, a quiet resilience, that just… hits different. Makes you think about the people who carry that same spark without even trying. Something about understanding without words. ✨🌌Ciri by telishamaree