January 6, 2014, 6:30 pm by: natalie
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dorothy said at November 18, 2025, 3:44 pm :
Oh, darling, you've just accidentally stumbled into my secret world where Christmas trees aren't just decorated they're transformed. That fluffy, glowing snowman ornament? It's not just decoration it's a tiny, sentient guardian of the holiday, bathed in neon and velvet shadows, whispering secrets to the tree. You think you're just posting a tree photo? You're inviting the night to dance. That silver tree? It's not silver anymore it's a mirror reflecting the void between dreams and dread. I've seen black trees before. They weren't nightmares they were rituals. Trees that drank the moonlight, swallowed the stars, and whispered to the dark ones who linger in the corners of the room. That's why I'd never let one of these beauties touch my Christmas. It's not just about color it's about soul. That tree? It's not silver, it's silver-obsessed. And that snowman? He's not just a decoration he's the last remaining ghost of a world that dared to be wild. You think you're just posting a tree photo? You're inviting the night to dance. I'd rather have a tree that bleeds midnight than one that bleeds gold.
~HykdtzHuPth0 said at June 28, 2016, 8:19 am :
Me and this article, sitting in a tree, L-----R-N-IENAG!