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HAHAHAHAHA jangan takut dong Carine, Awww Gwendolynππ€, wah lagunya bagus nih sepertinya, ntar aku dengerin ya Jermain sayang, cute remindernya beneran cute sama kaya yang kasih (Rosetta). Thank you so much cewe cewe cantikkπ
Repost from In her glance: un secret ancien.
Carine:
at first kayaknya kita ketemu langsung main ngga si sama osaaππ terus aku sebenernya agak takut ma kamu soalnya kamu pake Megan fox uh ah, hottie!!! tapi diawal juga kamu udah baikkkk bangettt jadi aku nya ngga jadi takut, i love ur personality sadieβ€οΈβ€οΈGwendolyn:
stunning, charismatic, fierce. + πππJΓ©rmain:
Vogue - MadonnaRosetta:
comparison is the thief of joy, be happy with yourself.
WOW! PRETTY COOL, thank you so much!!β€οΈ can i get the file?
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Repost from tu cielo.
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Somewhere between a gooseβs gaze and a golden hour hen, May 24th arrives β not loudly, not rushed, but with the quiet hush of something sacred.ππ₯
Daisy Jessica Edgar-Jones turns 27 today, and the air feels just a little softer for it.πThis isnβt just a birthday. Itβs a tender celebration of the girl who holds chickens like heirlooms and stares into cameras like sheβs reading them poetry. A girl who doesnβt chase the light β she summons it.ππ To honor her, I invite you into our little pocket of magic. Let your photo wear the twibbon above β a gentle frame, a shared ritual. If the stars misbehave, send your image to @vjasmine, and help will come like moonlight through curtains: slow, sure, and kind.π
Today we call it DJEJβs Day. But really, itβs a spell β cast in silk, in laughter, in love.
π€For Daisy, with all the softness the world can offer, β Jaszmine Firdaus Ataturkπ
WOW! ashleyyy, thank u for the star ya my loveeπ₯Ήβ€οΈ
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