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I won't lose you the way I lost my mother. I am becoming more powerful than any Jedi has ever dreamed of, and I'm doing it for you... to protect you
@douhlios.bsky.social
@encantosiemanja.bsky.social
Nunca soube dizer de onde vim nem pra onde vou. Vivo nesta terra em transe, cheia de sol, cheia de horror.
@abandonedsoul.bsky.social
𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗈, 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗫𝗢 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝗀𝗈.
@floreseas.bsky.social
A mess of beautiful contradictions make her whole — she wears fire for skin but a storm lives in her soul.
@wanaratt.bsky.social
𝑤𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡 : an actor, model, producer & the most important, sam's father. from 🇹🇭 to the world — 1994's kid, ESFJ :) 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚: t.me/wanaratj
@romancistamorto.bsky.social
Eu escreveria sobre as mais diversas coisas no mundo, mas não com tanta paixão como quando falo de amor.
@erys.ispost.ing
⠀ 𝟢𝟤.⠀⠀ /⠀ ⠀ Talking nonsense is the sole privilege mankind possesses over the other organisms. It's by talking nonsense that one gets to the truth! I talk nonsense, therefore I'm human. 𝗥𝗣 𝗔𝗖𝗖.
@saintliar.bsky.social
eu sou doutora em ciências ocultas, filosofia dramática, pediatria charlatânica, biologia dogmática e astrologia eletrônica. prazer, b. 🎬: x.com/saintliar 🎥: https://t.me/ariesmoan 📷: https://filmeforher.carrd.co/
@infernalle.bsky.social
[…] Je crois que nous avons un certain pouvoir sur ceux que nous aimons. Ce n’est pas quelque chose qui arrive simplement à une personne.
@luenares.bsky.social
post-punk revival permanent wave from midwest, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦. — with w, forever & always.
@scarification67.bsky.social
@marlboroutlaw.bsky.social
1966 ` THE SERIOUS BEARDSMAN. (…) rock n roll & whiskey enthusiast; don’t panic!! rockstars never die. FBI consultant and actor. —— nmono. (with C.) - https://t.me/thevalefox
@arctichaos.rpbr.social
@deadpoet.rpbr.social
they want to 𝗸ill rock n'roll because they know it makes us 𝒉𝗼𝗿𝗻𝘆, man!
@floresce.shy.cat
ㅤ my heart speaks in puzzle and codes, i've been trying my whole life to solve. ── ₊˚⊹ 𓍢ִ 🦢˚ zyo.se/camellia ㅤ
@nechropsie.bsky.social
͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ i thought that i was dreaming when you said you love me, the start of nothing. i had no chance to prepare, i couldn't see you coming. the start of nothing.
@hanasuto.rpbr.social
Literature freak and dog enthusiast. Currently residing at @/aintforfree.
@thefablex.bsky.social
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ I'ma do things my way, it's my way, my way or the highway. 𝙹𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙰𝙱𝙸 𝚋𝚘𝚢. t.me/thefablex. t.me/themanonthem00n.
@renascientsm.bsky.social
In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume.