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I came on here just to say that i felt like Layla from buffalo 66 yesterday. I did mine and my friends make up cause they came over and i fucking wiped the floor with this. Girlhood is literally your friends coming over and putting make-up on while watching criminal minds for no reason.
Ok.... Anyway, I hope this does not crash at least in 3 paragraphs....
Gaara is character we all know for the fact he was lonely and hurt, so he wanted to repay back and saw the world as black and white where one lives for themselves. This is so relatable, because the world be like that. Naruto made connection with him, since they can relate. Naruto's way of life rubbed on Gaara. In ultimate ego centric way of existence, there is nothing but constant destruction. Gaara understands it deeply, so he abandons it for hope, for ability to enjoy something longlasting
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Second paragraph. The idea of dreams and the world of virtual reality, the project tsukoyi no me can become like that, in the real world we have AI and nuclear synthesis. So that means, humans are capable of having ego centric fantasy in virtual reality with contemporary driven energy consumptions using nuclear energy. i ask you IF THIS IS EVIL if it benefits you or if its evil from authenticity? SIGH
it crasehs every fucking time. FUCK THIS PLACE
Third paragraph. Just think of these two examples and think of what I said in previous lines. Ignore the video of me sleepin'.
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I’m in debt!!⭐️ ⭐️
but atleast i have cute clothes😁😁
YK WHAT? I AM BASIC.
I am a little white girl who listens to Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Sabrina Carpenter, and Harry Styles on a daily basis.
I read classic literature books and have lululemon and brandy melville clothes and nike shoes who loves starbucks and has uggs and wears them everyday
BUT I LOVE IT SO IT DOESNT MATTER IF IM “BASIC”
shout out to my 5 followers💪
everytime i tell my mom i listen to a band from the 80s-90s somehow SHE LOVED THE BAND IN HS like wdym you loved The Smiths and The Cure while you were a teenager???
i love this song for some reason
Ultraviolence>>>>>>
🥐 French songs are so beautiful like 🥐 Thank you France 🥐
Blair Waldorf x Reader - "A Moment in Time"
The soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Blair Waldorf's Upper East Side apartment, casting a golden sheen on the velvet curtains. The city hummed just outside, but inside, there was only peace. You and Blair were sitting on her plush couch, a cozy moment in an otherwise chaotic life. Her head rested against your shoulder, her long lashes fluttering as she half-heartedly scrolled through her phone.
"Can you believe it's almost the end of the week?" Blair sighed, her voice wrapped in the usual hint of frustration that only Blair could master. "I’ve barely had time to think about anything but that dreadful event at the museum."
You smiled, brushing a strand of her glossy hair from her face. "You always find a way to make it perfect, Blair. You’ll be brilliant as always. Besides, you deserve a break. Maybe we can do something—just the two of us—after the event?"
Blair’s lips quirked into a small, teasing smile as she turned her head slightly to meet your gaze. "I do like the sound of that." She paused, eyes glimmering. "As long as it’s something that doesn’t involve me fighting off a crowd of sycophants."
"Deal," you laughed, knowing Blair’s tendency to seek solitude after events, preferring a quieter, more intimate evening rather than the usual sea of socialites.
Blair shifted closer, curling her legs beneath her. She tucked her head into your neck, breathing in your scent as if it was the only thing that could calm her. Her warm presence against you felt like a shield against the world, and you were more than happy to be her safe haven.
"How do you always know exactly what I need?" Blair murmured, her voice soft, almost vulnerable. She rarely let her guard down, even with you, but in these quiet moments, you got to see the side of Blair that was so deeply caring and, yes, sometimes a little bit fragile.
You placed a gentle kiss on her temple. "I think I just know you, Blair," you said, your hand gently smoothing the fabric of her dress. "And I know you’re always putting others first. But you deserve to take a moment for yourself. Especially with everything you do."
Blair’s eyes flickered up to meet yours, and for a moment, the world outside disappeared. All that mattered was the two of you, in this little bubble of intimacy and warmth. She held your gaze with a mix of admiration and something softer—something that said she was so thankful to have you in her life.
“You always make me feel like I’m more than just the things people expect of me,” she said quietly. "Like I'm enough, just as I am."
Your heart fluttered. You cupped her face gently, running your thumb over her cheek in a tender gesture. "You are more than enough, Blair. You are everything I need. Always."
Her breath hitched slightly at the intensity of your words, and for a moment, Blair Waldorf, the queen of the Upper East Side, seemed to melt into you. Her hand reached up to rest on yours, and she gave a small, almost shy smile.
"I think I’ve said this before," she said, her voice soft and teasing, "but I may just be the luckiest girl in New York."
You chuckled, brushing your lips over her forehead. "And I’m the luckiest girl in the world, having you."
Blair’s smile widened, her eyes softening as she leaned into you even more. “I’m starting to think that, too,” she whispered, her fingers tracing small circles on your hand as the two of you sat in comfortable silence, wrapped in each other’s warmth.
Outside, the world carried on, but for now, everything was perfect. Just the two of you, surrounded by nothing but love and the promise of more quiet moments together.
OMG GURL I AM LISTENING TO IT RN AND I SAW THIS. COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOOOTTTT 🤭💖✨
This song omg 💗
POV you were adopted by a marine and then watched as they were shot to death by a corrupt man who has ties to the government and is a pirate ——>> these two. (And her sister </3)
me and the fictional man I've created in my head
realistically could i pull tate langdon
included the side profile and everything
girls get to a certain age realize that they are violet harmon 🍂☠️🖋️
just found out i’m failing earth science because i missed a test when i had an epic stomach ache
it’s finally their season 🍁😭☕️🍂
pretty latina native baby 🍰
Betina du Toit
Kitutukimusume on Instagram
🩷An afternoon at the lake
Regardless of your body type, regardless of your looks, the only thing that will ever make someone ugly. Is their personality.
If you are mean to people who are just trying to be nice? If you bully people for having interests? If you bully people for the things that bring them comfort? If you bring down someone just because of what they're wearing or their looks? If you start arguments and bully people for not having the same opinion as you? If you never try to respect boundaries or triggers? If you don't respect people's choices that are opposite to yours? You are the ugliest person I've ever seen. So ugly I don't even wanna look at you. So ugly I don't even want to be around you.
But if you are nice, back to the people that are nice to you? If you encourage those interests. If you willingly go out of your way to help someone who's clearly struggling? If you respect and understand the boundaries and triggers? If your kind to yourself and take care of yourself along with others? If you go out of your way to pick up trash on the ground? If your kind, regardless of how mean people are? If you respect people's opinions, even if they are opposite to your? If you respect people's choices, even if you don't fully understand them? God you're beautiful. You're so stunning and gorgeous that I can't stop looking at you.
Looks don't matter. They don't. You can match the "perfect beauty standards" and be the ugliest person I've ever seen. Or you can be "ugliest" person in terms of "beauty standards," and I would want to portrait of you just to look how beautiful you are.
But there are exceptions.
All body types are beautiful and gorgeous, but there is a point where it can be harmful. You can be so skinny, I can see your ribs & it wouldn't make me admire your diet or your figure but that would make me worry you aren't eating enough and not taking good care of yourself. You can be obese and overweight, and that would not make you ugly, no not at all, but it would make you unhealthy and sick. And it would make me worry if you're taking proper care of yourself. There's a balance.
The point of this post is that the beauty standards of today are messed up and twisted. And at some point, people need to realize that the things that make a person beautiful or not their looks. But their personality. And while people are right to point out that all body types are beautiful! There's a point where it becomes dangerous to yourself and unhealthy. And the world needs to realize that.
So please, if not for anyone else, please take care of yourself for me. Will you? I love you. I hope you have an awesome day.
Another rendering practice of two girls from random screenshot of Indian wedding
I am going to draw those 5 lady’s so I found these 5 on Pinterest and for 4 of them ( not the last girl where the school uniform ) I wanted to pick one girl for each of the 4 skin tones on Pinterest