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#03-11-2023
justformula1 · 11 months
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The top 10 for the race on Sunday
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rubbish78 · 2 years
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I'm NOT O-FUCKING-KAAY
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vhscorp · 11 months
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L’aptitude au bonheur s’acquiert pendant l’enfance et tout enfant maltraité, mal-aimé, oublié, en gardera des blessures irréparables qui, à jamais, hypothéqueront son avenir et sa capacité à être heureux…
V. H. SCORP
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caranoirs · 1 year
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KENTA'S DIY ATTEMPT AT THE PARADISE LOCK @ NJCUP 2023, NIGHT 5 // njpw
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finelyagedlemons · 2 years
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the beautiful thing about being an artist is you can draw anything you want. anything at all
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datshitrandom · 11 months
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Darren Criss | a spooky surprise | 📸 via emma
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randomestcrackships · 11 months
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Samara Weaving & Alex Fitzalan
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sus-amogus-bot · 11 months
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Would you still love me if I said “among us” for roll call? 🥺
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ao3feed-oliverfelicity · 11 months
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rkntg · 1 year
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sharlmbracta · 8 months
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and i found THESE in my notes
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well damn
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(“your weakness rings true, but it is a show of strength as it is trust, it does not make me degrade you, all your sentiments exposed are safely locked between here with just you and me.”) “So tell me, isn’t it a rather (secure/a pleasant weather/safe/peaceful/tranquil/nice) time we’re having/sharing right now/at the moment?” She smiled. And finally, he saw. The storm. She let him see. It was finally letting itself seen. (It was a signal. And there waited, a response.) 1 (a response, as a tear, a one he discretely felt, then another, and another, into a stream, his own storm, letting itself known, shown, exposed, yet with, within, unquelled yet drowned, covered, heaved, {coyingly perhaps} wrapped around the prolonged, cast,  mute unmuted storm, and he broke.) (and he crumpled, within, her arms, her eyes, the ones she let himself entrance-) he cried and wept. he let himself. (processed the storm, after so long the storm had been processed him, or was it the opposite, he couldn’t tell. everything in a cumulative singular blender. it, he, hurt. thunder. and yet, in full tandem. the oddly definition, came the opposite. still in the storm, as the storm, he continued. he was let, the raid during on, the endless relentless, downpour on his face, made understood he, felt peace. lightning, struck. the walls, undeft yet daft as he, fell over.
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0 it was raw. as all storms are. the rawest he’d ever been. (he remembered his mind swelt out the all, for when he had taken, for when he was taken. all the times he was tortured.  (the word tied definition he had personally himself made out over the general, existing one.) for when she had been gone and when he had lost her as decayed, it wasn’t an almost.) he relieved.    (though not for the first time, the most intense.) all,  at once.) 2 (if the(his) wracks were loud enough to leave the room, they were unidentified as they were unrecognized as they were unprecented as they always had been silent (lest they know they had existed at all, in mute, peeled away, as a mule.)) (never had they wittnessed such a storm.) ((yet again.) unsurprisingly. they failed to acknowledge.) he smiled. despite himself, despite the rain (that was) still falling young. (more fell (out)more when he realized that little spark, the crack just now (that he had forbidden and had been forbidden) was the happiest(secured) he’d ever been in the last decade.)
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justformula1 · 11 months
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Out of q1 are:
Zhou Guanyu
Logan Sargeant
Valtteri Bottas
Daniel Ricciardo
Yuki Tsunoda
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themindelectricdemo4 · 11 months
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vhscorp · 2 years
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Un sourire de toi, nos mains entremêlées, un tendre et doux baiser, nos corps entrelacés et voilà que soudain, moi, je me sens si bien…
V. H. SCORP
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maypop-the-dragon · 11 months
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It would be fun to convince a child to start a cult at their school.
The cult would be weird and have rituals but actually be a force for good. It would have mythologies that encourage creative writing and storytelling, do charity, hold meetings where members socialize and help each other, and more.
I could work with the child on making sure it turns out well. Unfortunately I don’t have any very young cousins to do this with and randomly talking to children is suspicious.
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1medis · 2 years
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