The Eighteenth hour ♥




 Eighteen felt like midnight

the moment the mirror looked back and whispered, you’re not who you were.
The roses turned black and bloomed anyway.
The word “WITCH” stitched itself into my lips,
not as a curse, but a vow.


Amara Beauty - Jolie skin now @ Uber (till oct 22nd)

• Midori's Store - Scratched Words - 9 bom words on lips

• Midori's Store - Undereye Veins - 4 opacities + 2 smokey eyes 

VelvetVue - Abyssinian eyes - @ The Saturday Sale Hauntiversary



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