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occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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if i look back, i am lost
NASA

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Keni

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i don't do bad sauce passes
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Make sure you get to my page, drop a like, say hey 😉😝 By tonight as I will be dropping my first released short film there. https://www.facebook.com/O.Holi/ Feel free to be you, feel free to express yourself xx
Some may say that she’s just a dog, but for the things I’ve learnt from her, she forever has a piece of my heart ❣ Adonis O’Holi
Frogs and princesses... A father one day looks upon his daughter and becomes somewhat troubled as he notices that she is growing fast and becoming more and more pretty with each passing day. So he calls his little princess over to him and sits her upon his lap. ‘My, my, Princess’ he says, ‘you are becoming more beautiful than the given sun! And that was a gift from the gods!! So you must be a great gift also from the heavens’. And his little princess smiles, even with the couple of teeth missing, she truly shines like the sun, moon and stars... The father goes on and says, ‘did you know that your father was once just a frog?’ She giggles, her mother smiles as she walks by and adds, ‘it’s true... he was a frog’... and the father looks up at her mother acknowledging her cheek, and the mother smiles more as the father looks back upon his daughter, with focus. ‘Daddy!!’ She laughs, ‘is it true!? You were a frog? Then how did you become a king?’ And the father smiles and admits ‘that’s a very good question! I’ll tell you!’ ‘All boys are frogs you see, and so you must wait for them to grow and grow and grow and then see which of these frogs turn into a prince, they do not all turn into princes you see’ says the father... ‘Now, the ones that turn into a prince, what do you think you do with them?’ And the daughter replies ‘well, I’m a princess, sooo, I make them climb up the tower to marry me?’ ‘No, no, no’ says the father, ‘marry? No baby... what happens then is you merely lend your time to a prince, and just enough time to establish whether or not he can turn from a prince into a king! You see a prince only means ‘potential’, can he become powerful? A leader? Can he grow to become wise? To know when to listen? And most of all, will he know how to treat a Queen!?... you see my love, a prince is far from being a king, and a frog? Well that’s what we would call a disaster!’ The father smiles and asks his daughter, ‘now princess, do you understand what I’ve told you?’ And his daughter replies with hands on her head as if hit with great news ‘yes father! All the boys are frogs and disasters!’ (Finish story on Facebook)
Frogs and princesses... A father one day looks upon his daughter and becomes somewhat troubled as he notices that she is growing fast and becoming more and more pretty with each passing day. So he calls his little princess over to him and sits her upon his lap. ‘My, my, Princess’ he says, ‘you are becoming more beautiful than the given sun! And that was a gift from the gods!! So you must be a great gift also from the heavens’. And his little princess smiles, even with the couple of teeth missing, she truly shines like the sun, moon and stars... The father goes on and says, ‘did you know that your father was once just a frog?’ She giggles, her mother smiles as she walks by and adds, ‘it’s true... he was a frog’... and the father looks up at her mother acknowledging her cheek, and the mother smiles more as the father looks back upon his daughter, with focus. ‘Daddy!!’ She laughs, ‘is it true!? You were a frog? Then how did you become a king?’ And the father smiles and admits ‘that’s a very good question! I’ll tell you!’ ‘All boys are frogs you see, and so you must wait for them to grow and grow and grow and then see which of these frogs turn into a prince, they do not all turn into princes you see’ says the father... ‘Now, the ones that turn into a prince, what do you think you do with them?’ And the daughter replies ‘well, I’m a princess, sooo, I make them climb up the tower to marry me?’ ‘No, no, no’ says the father, ‘marry? No baby... what happens then is you merely lend your time to a prince, and just enough time to establish whether or not he can turn from a prince into a king! You see a prince only means ‘potential’, can he become powerful? A leader? Can he grow to become wise? To know when to listen? And most of all, will he know how to treat a Queen!?... you see my love, a prince is far from being a king, and a frog? Well that’s what we would call a disaster!’ The father smiles and asks his daughter, ‘now princess, do you understand what I’ve told you?’ And his daughter replies with hands on her head as if hit with great news ‘yes father! All the boys are frogs and disasters!’ (Finish story on Facebook)
Frogs and princesses... A father one day looks upon his daughter and becomes somewhat troubled as he notices that she is growing fast and becoming more and more pretty with each passing day. So he calls his little princess over to him and sits her upon his lap. ‘My, my, Princess’ he says, ‘you are becoming more beautiful than the given sun! And that was a gift from the gods!! So you must be a great gift also from the heavens’. And his little princess smiles, even with the couple of teeth missing, she truly shines like the sun, moon and stars... The father goes on and says, ‘did you know that your father was once just a frog?’ She giggles, her mother smiles as she walks by and adds, ‘it’s true... he was a frog’... and the father looks up at her mother acknowledging her cheek, and the mother smiles more as the father looks back upon his daughter, with focus. ‘Daddy!!’ She laughs, ‘is it true!? You were a frog? Then how did you become a king?’ And the father smiles and admits ‘that’s a very good question! I’ll tell you!’ ‘All boys are frogs you see, and so you must wait for them to grow and grow and grow and then see which of these frogs turn into a prince, they do not all turn into princes you see’ says the father... ‘Now, the ones that turn into a prince, what do you think you do with them?’ And the daughter replies ‘well, I’m a princess, sooo, I make them climb up the tower to marry me?’ ‘No, no, no’ says the father, ‘marry? No baby... what happens then is you merely lend your time to a prince, and just enough time to establish whether or not he can turn from a prince into a king! You see a prince only means ‘potential’, can he become powerful? A leader? Can he grow to become wise? To know when to listen? And most of all, will he know how to treat a Queen!?... you see my love, a prince is far from being a king, and a frog? Well that’s what we would call a disaster!’ The father smiles and asks his daughter, ‘now princess, do you understand what I’ve told you?’ And his daughter replies with hands on her head as if hit with great news ‘yes father! All the boys are frogs and disasters!’ (Finish story on Facebook)
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi
Just the imagining of your hurt, your tears, was enough to feel a slight crack of my soul, a preview of my own destruction... you will always have the best of me. Adonis O’Holi