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@royeume kak cdm ya

Help rt gucy, Karena om satu itu ngefans sama gw. Adakah yang mau moots lagi sama anak satu ini.

Ga mau pake hastag, kalo ini lewat cukup rt ini sama pinned. 1 akun kosongan ber f untuk 1 orang. Ku draw secepatnya.

What????

Dying must be a natural pleasure. After dying you don’t go to paradise, dying is the paradise. They sat in silence for a long time, a silence that wasn’t heavy

@Soilenielle Hihi ini usn lama sayangg

NYAAAAAM (salfok spotted new usn bb :P) HERE’s FOR my girls.

@Soilenielle EYYY CANTIK BANGETVDHHDHSH

@ceirrist cdm ya

@veienne cdm ya kakk

and all is wiped away revealing life’s tenderness that we are flesh and breathe and are near us

23 June, 1926 (Berlin) My love, I could finally feel the sun today. Off to bed soon.

@Soilenielle Color pallette 1. Jennie: brown & ginger 2. Rose: black & brown 3. Lisa: sage & pink

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Eyes heavy like peach nectar syrup. Baby doll lashes blinkin' thru the dust of a fadin' afternoon. Pink satin slippin' off my shoulder like meltin' gelato on a hot sidewalk. Cheeks flushed with that cherry-cola tint. My lips lookin' like a sugar-glazed dream. I'm the main girlie.

Full time princess

Seoul cracked first. Kobe n Fukuoka got the residue. High theory dictates we haunt the map till the grid bleeds. Zero mercy on the asphalt. Peep the archive for the next spot. The whole map is jus a petri dish for our audio leak. Stay sharp.

Feels like somethin’ big’s about to hit soon.

AS IF! This sheer mesh top is totally buggin' with the black leather. My messy strands are all over the place but the face is servin' pure vanity. Chomp on a Vogue cookie like it’s candy. Pretty nails on the lens. Total doll face. Just fly. Don’t hate.

Teal cords n' silver ropes wrapped 'round my wrists like a Midtown grid. "Is this too much metal for a Tuesday?" These nails are lookin' sharp, all glossy n' clean against the dark stone. Heavy rings stacked high. Just sugar for the Vogue lens.

Metaphysics of a leather fringe.