sprinkles of my life: 🍰🧸 the friends i absolutely adore, the doodles that make my heart smile, and the music that follows me everywhere—making every moment feel like a movie scene. from the laughter we share to the art i create.
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@wao1botur favorite big nose girl#107 darlin', I wish that you could give me some more time to herd the whole sky in my arms
rain nebula. Like my name, I wrote and drew with the meaning of 'Rain' and not unfamiliar. Since that day I haven't bothered with any rain.
My busyness with the company I currently occupy, with so much work and my diligent performance, a nature that is fixated on the law makes me so rigid, tough and appears to be a hard worker.
📹.. ( "Blue-static: Sheet 2.3" ) Whereabouts, the ancient papernote that I bring into paradise anecdote.. my dreams become my biggest fear, when you're not here. I, said "I love you, I beg you to stay." Hopefully ／ .. "but, nothing happens"
In this channel you are going to see my art works and drawings made by meAlso some of the other drawings that I like 😄🤗🤗😊
Betwixt magnitude preeminent in the twilight, manuscription that I, rewrite I mailing to the Elysium unitedly upon my urge.@pinguinz, ostentatious—enthralling twin she is a philanthropy from the Almighty being herself.ㅤㅤㅤㅤWith heartfelt admiration, M,S.
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It's a belief that runs deep, rooted in the core of my being, that I can rely on you—now, tomorrow, and for every tomorrow that follows.INKED :: LOVE STORY.( Perfect love ..&,@Prinace@Priancess. )
𖡄 .. } Like a tune spilling out of my heart, my soul talks in words as unadulterated as the sweetest nectar. With the write as my brush, I paint lovely lyrics that bring out feeling and tell stories of adore, delight, distress, and trust.
ㅤㅤA tear in silk that mirrors the fractures of my soul, abeauty so sharp it cuts like a phantom blade, leaving traces of longing in its wake. I cannot tell where the allure ends and the sorrow begins, for in this still moment, both are entwined.ㅤㅤ
this is the essence of@shuayjourney, woven together with words, emotions, and moments that belong solely to me. each thought, each phrase, carved from the depths of my being, reflects a part of the story only I can tell.