Cute Cakes Appreciation Post

seeking, yearning, reaching hands

Belle? Si vous ne revenez pas... | Belle? If you don't come back… - Oui je sais, vous nous tuerez tous. | - Yes I know, you'll kill us all. - Non. J'en mourrais. | - No. I'll die.

my love language is a violent immortal with no soul falling so in love with me that he completely changes himself for the better and worships the ground i walk on

– Juansen Dizon

Resting by Wojciech Gerson (1895)

I create entire romances in my dreams.

Murcia, España

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TLK2 Wallpapers

All at once everything looks different. Now that I see you.

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