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*mirrors - Blog Posts
in honor of ttpd’s one year anniversary i’m assigning lyrics from every track to connect to mitsukou 🫶
part 1: tracks 1-5
⎝ fortnight — tbhk 99
⎝ the tortured poets department — tbhk 99
⎝ my boy only breaks his favorite toys — tbhk vol 7
⎝ down bad — tbhk 74 & 110
⎝ so long, london — tbhk 120 & 122
Living Room in Chicago
Inspiration for a mid-sized modern enclosed dark wood floor and brown floor living room library remodel with gray walls, a standard fireplace, a stone fireplace and no tv
A prompt about mirrors please? Thank you!
i knew i had ten million mirror prompts sprinkled throughout the blog so i found them for you instead of taking your request, i hope that's acceptable, big love, - L
We found the mirror in a corner of the basement, ancient, grimy and full length. Three days later the curse expired, and it turned back into a woman.
I put a mirror in the forest, and it drew out all sorts. No otherworldly thing can resist their own image
When we got home, we saw the storm had smashed all of our mirrors. The china was fine. The glass in the windows was intact. But the door was open, and our mirrors were in pieces.
The house was filled with thousands of mirrors. Some were blue, or green. Some held no reflection, and some rippled like a puddle if you looked too long.
‘Shattering a mirror’ always referred to dreams. And it wasn’t seven years of bad luck. It was seven years of no sleep.
They always frightened me, the children with mirror eyes. They appeared mostly in ceremonies, draped in silver and silk, quiet and unblinking.
I found an old green mirror in our attic. “Keep it covered!” said my mother, “It’s the only door left!” *
I sew my wings on every morning after breakfast. You need a sharp needle and two or three mirrors, but by now I’ve got the hang of it.
It’s hard to properly dispose of dark spirits, but any mirror makes a good cage. Each morning I brush my teeth, my reflection crowded between a very long waiting list.
At the age of eleven, my parents nervously allowed me to see the family heirloom. They asked me what I thought of the painting, and cried when I said it looked like a mirror.
I wake up in a house I don’t recognize. In the bathroom mirror, my reflection leans in without me, and whispers: “play along.”
My great aunt owned a Perfect Mirror. Highly volatile and dangerous in the wrong hands, it was one of five.
Fountain - Landscape Inspiration for a large transitional full sun backyard stone landscaping.
Dining Room Enclosed DC Metro
Mid-sized transitional medium tone wood floor and brown floor enclosed dining room photo with blue walls and no fireplace
Hertfordshire Hall Entryway - huge contemporary ceramic tile and brown floor entryway idea with gray walls and a dark wood front door
Lookout Basement St Louis Large eclectic look-out basement idea with a beige floor and orange walls
OKAY. 👏
Just got back from an awesome day and I gotta share ✨
•went to a restaurant I’ve never been to before
- WAS EPIC (Food was mid tho, still the ketchup bottle is cute as hell >:3)
•gotten a new squishmelllow (cuz ima fiend for soft things)
- her names Lune and I LOVE HER (she’s a loch-ness monster so that’s bonus points cuz ✨CRYPTID✨)
And lastly…
•THE TMNT MUTANT MAYHEM MOVIE!!
I FUCKING LOVED IT OH MY GOD >:O
I LOVE HOW THEY BOUNCED OFF EACHOTHER AND THE STORY AND JUST- EVERYTHING ABOUT THE MOVIE WAS AMAZING!!!!
(god I love being a TMNT fan ✨💕🤟)
Okay thank you for reading this post ur awesome 🙌 ☺️