Prom to Die For

I didn't know the CW had a new show.

The lights flash like ghostly heartbeats, scattering silver across sequins and pale faces. The prom night , that fragile ritual of youth , has taken on an otherworldly glow. He stands in his black tuxedo, haunted yet strangely elegant, beside her shimmering grace; together they embody the delicate beauty of endings disguised as beginnings. Around them, balloons drift like lost souls, and laughter hangs between thrill and unease. The music is too slow, too tender, as if time itself were hesitating to move on. Beneath the glamour, there’s a pulse of melancholy: the sweet ache of one last dance before the dark. 🦋 I feel a gentle sadness in this vision, as though innocence and eternity were brushing against each other, unsure who should lead the dance. Have a very nice sunday, Mark_Loves_Coffee_ !

Fabulous Zomssss

He needs coffee. ☕