𓂅∿২ ଓ the heart shatters when love fades, we voyage through worlds that are no more.

the stars dim with each memory, i think of you... but are you thinking of me?

ghosting is the karma of our time, and existential emptiness is our custom.

despite it all, i continue to think of you ઇ ২∿𓂅

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sculpted in blender + digital drawing using gimp