🦋 Butterflies do not post where there is no magic. Tattooed by stories that no longer hurt, I hold red roses as who knows the danger ... and still chooses desire. I am marked wings, skin that speaks, and perfume that you don't forget. Not all flowers are innocent. 🌹🔥
Jul 01, 2025
🦋 Butterflies do not post where there is no magic.
Tattooed by stories that no longer hurt,
I hold red roses as who knows the danger ... and still chooses desire.
I am marked wings, skin that speaks, and perfume that you don't forget.
Not all flowers are innocent. 🌹🔥
Tattooed by stories that no longer hurt,
I hold red roses as who knows the danger ... and still chooses desire.
I am marked wings, skin that speaks, and perfume that you don't forget.
Not all flowers are innocent. 🌹🔥