Bllumek
@bllumek.bsky.social
"It starts like a dream. Familiar streets under unfamiliar light. No sounds but your own breath and that static sound in your head.
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
August 7, 2025 at 6:13 PM
"It starts like a dream. Familiar streets under unfamiliar light. No sounds but your own breath and that static sound in your head.
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
"It starts like a dream. Familiar streets under unfamiliar light. No sounds but your own breath and that static sound in your head.
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
August 7, 2025 at 6:10 PM
"It starts like a dream. Familiar streets under unfamiliar light. No sounds but your own breath and that static sound in your head.
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."
For them, nightmares aren’t just something you wake up from. They shape who they are. Twist memories. Leave marks that don’t heal."