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These guys kinda hated each other at the beginning 😂 they don’t anymore lmao

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"I'm pretty delicate, you know."
🤍Happy White Day🤍


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whelp it looks like punky has failed in save her friend and is slowly becoming a puppet herself , with the main star here the show can begin .........also i did a diva one too

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Whining is my saviour
It represents my body

Saves my fragile act from
all sharp edges

Now you know why my
bones aren't blue

That's how I arrived to
the present
But ahead seems a blur

I am a con artist moving
towards the beginning
of the end

Always backwards.

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“”...When she smiles, everything around her begins to turn green and flourish. She is the goddess of the forest, who cares for all life on earth, and her power over nature is undeniable”.

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"I'll dry away your tears."



Fat teardrops roll down their right cheek leaving a wet trail on their tanned skin.
Without saying a word, Levi closes the already small distance between them and begins +

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[ The Beginner's Guide ]

The Nightmare Before Christmas

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The Fayoum Portraits
At the beginning of the first century A.D., it became customary to insert a portrait of the deceased into a mummy’s bandages above his or her face.

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EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY! Larry the Lobster & Bella Poarch & Ellen Degeneres VS Wallace BEGIN!

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Collection "Harmony of the landscape”
"Sunrise”

This artwork was inspired by the most beautiful time of the day. Sunrise is one of the most special times of day. Each sunrise literally marks the beginning of a new day and it also show us that we can start fresh.

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To rest from my almost burnout, I was playing Strawberry Jam and it's being such a cool experience! So far I finished the beginner, intermediate and advanced lobbies! 🥰✨💚💚

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I'm so behind the lettering and calligraphy practice I said I would do at the beginning of the year.

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Life is a little theatre.
And each of us has our own game and role in it...
Maybe it's a comedy, maybe it's a drama...
But every morning the curtain rises
And every day a new performance begins

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The ink is not yet dry atop the page. When the tears begin to flow. Crystal drops of glistening surrender. They rain down upon my sins. Staining the fibers. Smearing the words. As my vision blurs. As my soul is cleansed. A of sorts. Though not. Perhaps death would be… https://t.co/raqhihhC5D

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