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shark vs the universe
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Origami Around
will byers stan first human second
Misplaced Lens Cap
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Andulka
Noah Kahan
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@yesjustonemoresinner
Credit: Eastside Nights
Pure black roses do exist. The roses appear to be completely black, with the signature green stem. Called the Turkish Halfeti Rose, they only grow in exceptionally small numbers in the village of Halfeti, Turkey.
The local Turks seem to enjoy a love-hate relationship with these rare blossoms. They consider the flowers to be symbols of mystery, hope and passion, and also death and bad news. Unfortunately, the black roses of Halfeti are an endangered species. They have been under threat of extinction ever since the residents of the village moved from ‘old Halfeti’ in the 1990s, when the Birecik Dam was constructed.
@butterflyheartflutter
Seu beijo causa em mim um arrepio bom.
“Eu tenho medos intensos habitando em mim, consegue compreender? Um deles é o de sempre lembrar que as coisas possuem um ponto final, uma despedida desastrosa, pois sinceramente, a última coisa que quero agora é lhe ver partir. Meu coração sempre se parte com a possibilidade do adeus, e eu nunca consigo me adaptar a isto, pois normalmente é assim: uma hora tudo está indo super bem, e de repente, as coisas começam a retroceder, e aqueles que antes prometeram permanecer, logo decidem ir embora, levando consigo um pedaço insubstituível de mim, e ocasionalmente me deixando a dor da saudade do que talvez nunca mais poderá ser.”
— Esqueciam & Eternue.