꧁𝐴𝐶𝑇 𝑇𝑊𝑂꧂
ᴄᴀssɪᴏᴘᴇɪᴀ

                                        ૢ☄.✩
                                       ༘ .ೃ࿐
                                       ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
                      𝑡𝑤：𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒s

(i) unforgiven by the saints of seduction, chaos simmered and thrived around cassiopeias touch, hell burning lovelier once amused. demons lay pathetically high on her melodic laughter and ethereal state of mind, the neon lights playing a euphoric afterlife across her cheekbones, she shimmered shades of malevolent mystery.

(ii) perhaps it was the way the supernova lilt of her articulation dazzled starved air, or maybe it was the cataclysmic eternity of her eyes that seemed to swallow up everything into a rapture of iridescence. with honey brown skin and a mouth weaving eons of art, she was a girl that nobody could capture or contain.

(iii) she was racing down that midnight beach, reckless and born to die, bubbles birthed from the neptunic embrace of the sea tangling in her hair, purely high on the madness that existence cultivated in her bones. galaxies orbited on her skin, planets exploding on her lips in a ruinous lipgloss. fishnet made of strung beams of starlight set her limbs on fire, daring you to take a sip of her intoxicating taste. on her eyelashes, comets sparkled like evil diamonds.

(iv) tongues flicking between her thighs, violets and hyacinths melted and dribbled down her legs like pungent ambrosia, nails scratching the surface of immortality. her arms an underwater palace of fragrant breath and intrinsic insanity, she never was quite mortal, but a goddess of midnight, of feral glory. submerged in her harmony, she could tease your heartstrings like a violin. symphonies rose to life in swarms of butterflies around her veins, kissing secrets down her flesh.

(v) pills dissolving on her teeth, the recesses of her mind bending and loosening into cosmic wine, her body felt as light as the seaside breeze, silken feathers sprouting from her arms in the opalescent reflections of a bathroom mirror. terrified yet awed of her own disastrous daydreams, cassiopeia had sprouted into a bad angel.

(vi) a smile of fractured moonbeams lit up her face, and she swirled and spun around the tiled bathroom at a party. like a ghost of lust, elegant and abullient, deliciously lost in her own personal paracosms. whispering in tones of skyborne wildflowers, she sang a lullaby of havoc.

(vii)   "i am purely divine, an azure acadia rising above a fallen atlantis.  eternities bliss spirals at the grace of my fingers, for everything i touch leaves the universe starstruck."

(viii) cassiopeias voice faded into dying ashes, eyes catching a flicker of fantasy. spreading into the sink in sunset ink, blood painting a pale wrist in disgusting poetry, stood a suffering party girl.  hair straggling over her bony shoulders, concealing the dewdrops of despair in her eyes, cassiopeias radiance shone upon her, eleftricfying her sorrow into fireflies.

                                        ૢ☄.✩
                                       ༘ .ೃ࿐
                                       ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑆𝐸𝑃𝐻𝑂𝑁𝐸 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐼𝑂𝑃𝐸𝐼𝐴．

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