Eri-Mari Sisters エリマリ姉妹

Gwen Stacy - Spiderman by keawave (me)

car cutie, It’s a strange kind of tiredness, the one that comes from constantly observing the quiet spaces between words, the unspoken glances, the subtle shifts in atmosphere. Sometimes I wonder if it would be simpler to just experience things at face value, to not feel the hidden currents beneath every surface, but then I realize that even the thought of it feels like losing a crucial sense, like walking through the world with my eyes half-closed.

There's a particular kind of quiet understanding I sometimes sense in the world, like a secret language only a few speak. I wonder if our thoughts would hum in tune if we ever found each other. How to rock a pink bikini

The Unsung Hero of Amphoreus [Honkai Star Rail]