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Sama is your eyes, and the sun is your laugh π₯Ί".
"Ψ§ΩΨΉΨ§ΩΩ
Ψ±Ψ―ΩΨ‘ .. ΩΨ¬ΩΨ―Ω ΩΩ Ψ§ΩΨΩΨ§Ψ© ΨΆΨ±ΩΨ±Ψ© ΩΩΩΩΩΨ©".
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ΩΩ ΩΩΨ±ΩΩΨ― Ψ§ΩΩΨ΅ΩΩ ΩΨ£ΨΩΨ§Ω
Ω Ψ ΩΨ¬Ψ¨ Ψ£Ω ΩΨ³ΨͺΩΩΨΈ ΩΩ Ψ΅Ψ¨Ψ§Ψ Ψ ΩΩΨ³ΩΨ± ΩΨΩΩΨ§.
Mrs. Clean
AminΓ©
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π₯ @spotifysavebot
π₯ @spotifysavebot
I donβt wanna be me.
α΄sα΄ α΄α΄ Κα΄α΄‘ Ιͺβα΄ α΄
α΄ΙͺΙ΄Ι’, Ιͺ sα΄Κ α΄α΄
Κα΄α΄ α΄ΙͺΙ΄βα΄ α΄Κα΄α΄ α΄‘Κα΄α΄ α΄‘α΄ α΄ΚΚ sα΄Κ?
Κα΄α΄ α΄ΙͺΙ΄βα΄ α΄Κα΄α΄ α΄‘Κα΄α΄ α΄‘α΄ α΄ΚΚ sα΄Κ?
The day people stop associating love with genitals will be the day when poets run out of things to romanticize. Because for once, life, herself, will become more beautiful than poetry.
Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you're in love or you're partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate or sheer blind luck but it definitely makes me believe in something.
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You hold my heart in your fist
and you squeeze it dry
You hold my heart in your fist
and you squeeze it dry
A real woman knows her worth
A real woman never cry over a man
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A real woman never cry over a man
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