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#zonauang heyyoo — apakah tweetku masuk?

𝓞utside, in the middle of a dark, snowy night, I am accompanied only by the warmth of a streetlight that keeps shining, as if it knows I 𝗱͟𝗼͟𝗻͟’𝘁͟ 𝘁͟𝗿͟𝘂͟𝗹͟𝘆͟ 𝘄͟𝗮͟𝗻͟𝘁͟ to be alone. ⟢🏮

꒰ ⑅ 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛.

This 𝗼͟𝗿͟𝗮͟𝗻͟𝗴͟𝗲͟ 𝗹͟𝗶͟𝗴͟𝗵͟𝘁͟ washes over my face slowly, as if I were a statue suddenly given breath, standing still yet quietly alive under the glow that decided to choose me.

⊹⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⢄⡠⡄ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⠃⠀⠀⠈⡆⠀ ⁺ ⠀⡤⠔⠒⠢⢼⡀⢀⡀⢀⡧⠔⠒⠢⢤ ⡂ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⣘⣁⠊⣀⠀⠀⠀⠘⡄ ⠀⠑⠤⣀⣀⡠⠭⡧⡼⠩⠅⣀⣀⠤⠊ ⠀⠀ ⡔⠁⢀⠞⢀⡇⠓⢀⠈⠳⡀ ⁺ ⠀ ⢰⡁⠀⠀ ⡸⢣⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⡇ ⠀⠀⠀⠉⠧⠔⠊⠀⠀⠙⠲⠴⠉⠁ ⊹

❁ ──── 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗺, and so does my smile that unfolds beneath the sunlight.

𝓢pending my time reading the script during breaks, as if the words cling to my skin, whispering the role I’m meant to bring to life.

pls jangan tanya tanya

⊹ ࣪🫖 ⌒ ‧ ˚ 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗍 𝖨’𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀? ࣪ ࣪

Focused on watching my phone screen, I didn’t even realize when the camera captured me from the side. When I wasn’t posing, not even trying to look appealing, the camera chose to preserve that moment.

﹙𝒂﹚ 𝙚 • 𝙩𝙝𝙚 • 𝙧𝙚 • 𝙖𝙡 : 𝗆𝖾

My 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 consist of my eyes, my slender fingers that seem to dance with every movement, and my red lips that often make me careful when I smile, just so they don’t steal too much attention. 𓏲𝄢