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𝟮𝟴 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬.
— 𝖧𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗈 𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗓𝖺𝗋, 𝖺 𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗒 𝖺 𝗍𝗂, 𝗆𝗂 𝖱𝖺𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅.
— 𝖬𝗂 𝖱𝗂(𝗈)𝖽𝖾𝗋.
« 𝖧𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗈 𝖺 𝗍𝗂.
𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗂 𝗏𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗏𝗈 𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗈. 𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝗂́𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗈.
𝖲𝖾́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖺 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗓𝖺𝗋. 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈, 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗓𝖺𝗋. 𝖣𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝖽. 𝖤𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗒𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗇 𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇. 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝗎́𝗇 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾́ 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝗂́𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖼𝖾́ 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗈. 𝖸 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝖺́𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂́ 𝖾𝗅 𝗏𝖺𝖼𝗂́𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗆𝖺 𝗒 𝖾𝗅 𝗆𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗎́ 𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾. 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗋𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗂́ 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗋, 𝖺𝗎́𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖺 𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂 𝗆𝗈𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖺.
𝖲𝗂𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗋. 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗅𝗈 𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾, 𝗅𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖾𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗉𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋.
𝖠𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖺, 𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋.
𝖠𝗌𝗂́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾, 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗈 𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗈.
𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝖺́𝗌.
𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗒𝖺 𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗓𝖺𝗋.
𝖬𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗓𝖺𝗋. 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇, 𝗒 𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈, 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌, 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗓𝖺𝗋.
𝖵𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝖺. 𝖸 𝗍𝗈́𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 (𝗒) 𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗒𝖺. »
𝟮𝟰 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. — 𝖠𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗓. — 𝖤𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈... — ¿𝖸 𝗌𝗂 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌? — ¿𝖤𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾? 𝖤𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝖺 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗓, 𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗌.
« 𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗈́𝗅𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗈𝗌. »
— 𝖳𝗎́ 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗋𝗂́𝖾 𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖤𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗅 𝗅𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗉𝖾. — 𝖸𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗋𝗂́𝗈 𝗒 𝖱𝗂𝗈 𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗉𝖺.
𝟭𝟬 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. — ¿𝖰𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂 𝖱𝖺𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅? — 𝖲𝗂, 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂́𝖺.
« 𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝖺́𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾, 𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗒𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾. »
𝟳 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. —𝖰𝗎𝗂𝗓𝖺́𝗌 𝖾𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝖺 𝖱𝖺𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅. — 𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝖱𝖺𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅. — ¿𝖳𝗎́ 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌? — 𝖫𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗈 𝗒 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗈. — ¿𝖯𝗈𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾́ 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾? — 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖱𝖺𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅 𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗂́𝖻𝗅𝖾. — 𝖤𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝗂́𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖾 𝖱𝗂(𝗈)𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗂́𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝖾́𝗇…
« 𝖥𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗓/𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽. »
𝟳 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬.
— 𝖠𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾́.
— ¿𝖤𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾́?
— 𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖾 𝗎𝗇 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗓𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗈.
— 𝖤𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝖽..
« 𝖵𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝖽 𝗇º 𝟨. 𝖭𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝖺́𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾́𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗈. »
𝟭 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. — ¿𝖳𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖾𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗈? — 𝖤𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗂 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝖾𝖽𝗈. 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺. — ¿𝖤𝗋𝖾𝗌... 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗓? — 𝖲𝗂, 𝗅𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗒. ¿𝖸 𝗍𝗎́ 𝗅𝗈 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌? — 𝖲𝗂, 𝗅𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗒.
« 𝖣𝗋𝗋𝗍𝗋𝗌. »
𝟮𝟴 𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. — 𝖮𝗍𝗋𝗈 𝟤𝟪 𝗆𝖺́𝗌... — 𝖸𝖺 𝗏𝖺𝗇 𝟦.. — 𝖲𝖾 𝗁𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗋𝖺́𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗈... — 𝖴𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗂́𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝗋𝖺́𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗈... — 𝖤𝗌𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗈, 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌. — 𝖠 𝗅𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝖺 𝗏𝖺𝗇 𝟦 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗌. 𝖠 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺́𝗌... — 𝖸𝗈 𝗏𝗈𝗒 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺́𝗌. — 𝖸𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝖾́𝗇 𝗏𝗈𝗒 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺́𝗌.