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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ℐ had become the music and the fire and the night.

[ؘ @riselectric]

@ER0TICINFERN0 Quando você quiser.

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Compartilham-se momentos sinceros num fumódromo.

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@retroscary Pretty baby. You’re stunning.

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@romanticslly Wanna get it back?

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A sip of coffee took the wrong way and ended up burning your heart? Let it burn. Let it melt away your insides.

[sweetheart 💉🩹 @headlessgimp]

Everything I Love Makes Me Who I Am.

[ؘ @riselectric]

@lumensfelinos Me chamasse mesmo assim pra eu negar e dizer que estou no Brasil com minha mulher, oras.

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@oniriscismo Really cute!

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Nuzzles on the neck. Particular video edits revisiting old times. Memories and their absence as well ‘cause collecting the simple I found myself being different… so different. The best. Made piece by piece of everything and nothing from the ones I hold so dear—including me.

[ؘ @riselectric]

Yelling away this vicious anger who deceives the truth. I am going home to the embrace of kindness. Inside this strong body no longer remains a fragile soul. Love. Touch by touch. By the steamiest kisses. A bond with the poisoner. A bathtub full of blood. Late night cigarettes.

[danielle taphanel 🏴 @treelet]

The Handmaiden

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@lumensfelinos Sua peste perniciosa.

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Paixão que me esquenta a ponta das orelhas. Amor que deixa minha face dormente sob o êxtase da existência compartilhada.

[ؘ @riselectric]

Couldn’t wait to get you closer. All mad, embraceable, insidious things. Sweet little things. Everything and nothing at all. I love with you.

[ؘ @riselectric]

@insfavel 🤨

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Don’t look. Not yet. Very soon tho. I need just a moment.

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@lumenpoethique Happy birthday, Elis!!!!

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@charmevelours You’re absolutely right. So cute… both of you!

[ؘ @riselectric]

Em meio a caixas e rolos de fita, encontrei um pacotinho de incensos de citronela que havia comprado há quase três meses. Ficou nas sombras por tanto tempo após a compra que decidiu não servir, não cheirar, não relaxar. Não me embraveci. Seu propósito tornou-se reflexivo.