𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡, 𝐉𝐨𝐲. dan repost
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⭒᩠۪۫𝆬♡꒱. 𝒮he was the personification of the moon. She drive your chariot across the heavens. Lighting the world before with the exquisiteness of her golden 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧. The greatest love sleeps in her cave by the cattle she have visited this mortal many times. Forever wear on your head, the horns of the crescent moon 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 haired with such pervading brightness. When the forensics nurse inspected me, she couldn’t see the tenderness she showed after. The walk home squirmed sore with night. She passed the earthworms displaced to sidewalk, her bodies apostrophed in the 𝐬𝐮𝐧. When the forensic nurse inspected her, she described the house, historic blue. Asked her to push her hips down. Little crescent moons where her nails stabbed. She gave me the word abrasion so 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 she offered consent. Blue as the moon when she sighed wait, blue as the no of my throat. Abrasion, possibly extended form of red. Harm results in a starry night too, many 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
⭒᩠۪۫𝆬♡꒱. 𝒮he was the personification of the moon. She drive your chariot across the heavens. Lighting the world before with the exquisiteness of her golden 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧. The greatest love sleeps in her cave by the cattle she have visited this mortal many times. Forever wear on your head, the horns of the crescent moon 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 haired with such pervading brightness. When the forensics nurse inspected me, she couldn’t see the tenderness she showed after. The walk home squirmed sore with night. She passed the earthworms displaced to sidewalk, her bodies apostrophed in the 𝐬𝐮𝐧. When the forensic nurse inspected her, she described the house, historic blue. Asked her to push her hips down. Little crescent moons where her nails stabbed. She gave me the word abrasion so 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 she offered consent. Blue as the moon when she sighed wait, blue as the no of my throat. Abrasion, possibly extended form of red. Harm results in a starry night too, many 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ