I’m in my hot stuff no bluff era and my dad is so happy that I’m not a tomboy anymore 🥹 我爸爸很开心因为我不像男人婆了 🫠 HOT ENOUGH NOT?! #papachok#dad#dadsg#singapore#glowup
Yiet none of these are https://t.co/VuEg0ufsuh I don’t remain connected to the pain, do I even still exist?
he real question I can’t bare to ask in whispers fleeting only certain ears can prickle the pain of years is this
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When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
What cannot be preserved when Fortune takes,
Patience her injury a mockery makes.
Dividida entre o que mostra e o que projeta, ela permanece no limiar;
presença física e espectro, a mulher divide-se entre a sua própria face
e a sombra que, sem pedir licença, já conta a história q