E.L. Bailey

The sun really said “no, I’m the main character today”

@EmLiteraryB Been there a few times 🤣

The gift (or curse) of hindsight is realizing some of your past behavior would’ve had you staring at yourself like a concerned wildlife expert

Your love is a furnace… melting the parts of me the world made cold. In your fire, I do not burn.. I become…..

can this be the part where i ride my dragon into the sunset and am never heard from again

@PetePreacher Thank you! 😊

@EmLiteraryB Yummy 😋

HOW do I articulate how absolutely incredible this smells? I have legitimate butterflies over how this cheddar bread turned out

@KarlstanVance Wish I could send some through tweet!

@EmLiteraryB I’m a little jealous rn

Find someone steady like the sun. Even when hidden behind the clouds, they never really leave. They’ll still be there when the storm is through.

@DroverSabr54018 Thank you so much for framing it this way You’re absolutely correct

Respect people who wear glasses, they paid money to see you.

@JohnnyFiser Thank you!! 😊

@EmLiteraryB Looks fantastic! Sometimes the smell really does pass through the net! 👃🏼 Yum!😋🧡

@EmLiteraryB Gimme

@TheLadyJane Wish I could transport it through the phone!

@EmLiteraryB It looks amazing and I wish I some.

@AlanAllinger Thank you! 😊

@EmLiteraryB Amazing- good job !

@CannaMindSee420 Brb mailing you some!

@EmLiteraryB ... 🤤 ... 🙋‍♂️

@MacDicksonShow Thank you!! 😀 can confirm the taste lived up to the smell

@EmLiteraryB Looks so good

wake up babe, i wanna head into a dark forest and never be heard from again

@Dylandapoet Stunning words👏🏼

Aura Her aura is not something you see at first.. it is something you feel, like stepping into sunlight after a long winter and realising your skin had forgotten warmth. She carries a quiet gravity, the kind that pulls your thoughts back to her when the world grows too loud. Not because she asks for attention, but because her presence rearranges the air around her. There is softness in her, but not fragility. She moves like someone who has known heavy clouds and somehow learned how to make peace with the rain. Her energy is both refuge and fire.. a place to rest, a reason to awaken. Her laughter leaves traces,living in the corners of your mind long after the moment has passed. Her eyes hold entire conversations, depths you could spend a lifetime exploring and still feel there is more beneath the surface. She carries light differently.. not the kind that demands to be seen, but the kind that gently illuminates everything it touches. People feel calmer near her. Safer. As if some unseen part of them has been understood without needing words. And when you love her.. truly love her.. her aura becomes something even more profound, a quiet home inside your chest, a warmth you carry with you, a reminder that among all the small things in life, some souls arrive and leave their glow behind….

@Sartaj426743 True! Even when the moon is getting its moment to shine, the sun is still there somewhere ☀️🌙

@EmLiteraryB Although he is.. without him we can't see each other 😄..☀️

The sun really said “no, I’m the main character today”