GhostOrWeird👻🎈
@ghostorweird.bsky.social
Weird guy with paranormal & horror-Taurus
No DM. #paranormal #haunted #horror #unexplained👽
No DM. #paranormal #haunted #horror #unexplained👽
It trembles, uncertain,
asking if love is still worth the ache,
if the reaching is worth the fall.
asking if love is still worth the ache,
if the reaching is worth the fall.
November 13, 2025 at 7:58 AM
It trembles, uncertain,
asking if love is still worth the ache,
if the reaching is worth the fall.
asking if love is still worth the ache,
if the reaching is worth the fall.
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Happy Halloween
October 31, 2025 at 9:04 PM
Happy Halloween
So mentally exhausted at the end of every day. Not sure if some things are even worth it anymore.
October 15, 2025 at 2:14 AM
So mentally exhausted at the end of every day. Not sure if some things are even worth it anymore.
Some hearts don’t recognize the hands that held them,
until those hands are gone forever.
until those hands are gone forever.
October 14, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Some hearts don’t recognize the hands that held them,
until those hands are gone forever.
until those hands are gone forever.
Don’t ask me about love.
I’ve been the filler between the fractures,
the void’s temporary remedy.
Never chosen — only convenient.
Never the home — only the hallway.
I’ve been the filler between the fractures,
the void’s temporary remedy.
Never chosen — only convenient.
Never the home — only the hallway.
October 12, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Don’t ask me about love.
I’ve been the filler between the fractures,
the void’s temporary remedy.
Never chosen — only convenient.
Never the home — only the hallway.
I’ve been the filler between the fractures,
the void’s temporary remedy.
Never chosen — only convenient.
Never the home — only the hallway.
We become what we hate,
to grasp what we crave.
Trading pieces of ourselves,
for victories that feel hollow.
The mirror shows a stranger—
a reflection forged in fire,
born of want,
but chained by the cost
to grasp what we crave.
Trading pieces of ourselves,
for victories that feel hollow.
The mirror shows a stranger—
a reflection forged in fire,
born of want,
but chained by the cost
October 3, 2025 at 7:25 PM
We become what we hate,
to grasp what we crave.
Trading pieces of ourselves,
for victories that feel hollow.
The mirror shows a stranger—
a reflection forged in fire,
born of want,
but chained by the cost
to grasp what we crave.
Trading pieces of ourselves,
for victories that feel hollow.
The mirror shows a stranger—
a reflection forged in fire,
born of want,
but chained by the cost
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Black cat mom here!! 🐈⬛❤️
October 3, 2025 at 12:51 PM
Black cat mom here!! 🐈⬛❤️
Come play with me!😈
September 29, 2025 at 7:48 AM
Come play with me!😈
“If your pain is invisible to them, it’s because your soul was never precious in their eyes.”
September 28, 2025 at 2:06 AM
“If your pain is invisible to them, it’s because your soul was never precious in their eyes.”
