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TY So So Much For 3.4k Bbs

TY so so much for 3.4k bbs <3

Fandom name when...(I have no ideas)

Should I keepnto my word and give a face rev at 3.5k 😮‍💨😟

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8 months ago

TY so so much for 3.4k bbs <3

Fandom name when...(I have no ideas)

Should I keepnto my word and give a face rev at 3.5k 😮‍💨😟


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8 months ago

It's already in my drafts to post after 100 more followers .....👽👽👻👻

It's Already In My Drafts To Post After 100 More Followers .....

Yes I am very VERY tan (for being Asian and also just in general) and plus bad lighting equals damn I look pretty dark here. But I felt like these looked better/more accurate than my "good lighting" photos or w a filter that might make me look lighter than I really am. 😭😭


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8 months ago
I LOVE KARINA SO MUCH SHES SO AHH 🔥🔥 just like my wife fr ‼️❕
 Omeone To Call Mine @y-unrei
did you expect a story!? lmaoo loser..(go to last image...)

내 거 ㅤ ✿𝆬 ㅤ ˖   ㅤ۫ ㅤ 𝒮 omeone to call mine  ㅤ𖩣ㅤ ˳ ㅤ۫ ⠀ಿৎㅤㅤ  @y-unrei

 Omeone To Call Mine @y-unrei
"Why do we all hide? When we feel fear? Is it the need to feel safe? When the end is slowly crawling near?"
 Omeone To Call Mine @y-unrei
div by @aquazero
   ⁺  ˳       ❀   "How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache in the way mine does?"  ◌      ❤︎
Woe is in us all. It's in our hearts, our troubles, our deepest fears instilled within us. Waiting for its turn to churn in our stomachs and clog our throats until it becomes dry. Woe is the intangible feeling of the dreadful future looming over our heads like a countdown to our end.   Woe is the women with the black laced veil obscuring her face in shadows, comparable to the jeweled sun hiding behind the comfort of the clouds. She wears a dragging black dress that keeps collecting dirt and grime on her train as she walks slowly through the fogged graveyard. It's undoubtably old, losing its shine as its been passed through generations, with the ragged, ripped fabric peeling off her skin. She doesn't have a name, but you can call her the grief you feel after your mother's passing, the fresh wound after a broken relationship, but most importantly, she is the names. Names of the dead, engraved into the stone hedges by their loved ones and carved out like they were sculpting their heart on a plate. They belong to her, as much she belongs to them.   Easy to miss, yet hard to see, but even if you mistake her for a silhouette in the windy night, you could never ignore her song. A woeful tune, for those filled most with woe, if you will. It's a soft but dark melody that overwhelms you with anxiety, creeping up on you when you least expect it. A lullaby as much as a taunt, she whispers the words in a low hum with a crooked smile you can imagine even when you can't see her face.

GIFT FOR WIFEY REI!!! 🪼🪼💓💓 ALSO INSP STYLE FROM HER CLEARLY. uh I usually don't do this style don't be too harsh guys thank you....💔😭

also laufey.

8 months ago

i see bros changing themes

Hi Vivi why r u stalking meeee!!?? 🥺🥺😓😓 But yea maybe I did....


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8 months ago

FACE REVEAL WHEN PLSSSSSS (im so curious)

AT 3.5k FOLLOWERSS (91 MORE TO GOOO) 👻👻👻 I HOPE I DONT DISSAPPOINT PPL ACTUALLY WHAT IF IM GLAZING MYSELF 💀💀💀


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