When this machine called the body does not feed on the things it loves, it dies little by little!!! Kevin Dyego, 28, Brazil...ππ½π πΈIG: @kevin.tomio
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Hay ciertas bellezas que no necesitas poesΓa para alabar, solo admirar, esa belleza misma ya te llena el corazΓ³n de poemas, sin que se escriba una palabra...β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπ€π€π€π€π§π§π§π§π§
Beauty, Perfect Girl,Princess!!!β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
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Being a princess, being a divine work of art, or even a magical girl, that's something, that you can't buy, it comes from the truth of the heart, it comes from the blessing that the universe grants to every heart, worthy!β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
09/02/22
I can see the end as it begins, my one condition is: say you'll remember me... Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams.
Perfect fairy!!!
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"If you expect the disappointment, you will never be really disappointed."
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QUEROX @ E-TRIP & SONOORA FESTIVAL
There are certain beauties that you don't need poetry to praise, just admire, that beauty itself fills your heart with poems, without even having to write words...β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
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It deserves an Oscar πππππ
Princessssss β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
:o did i catch u peeking up my skirt?!Β
Deus estΓ‘ lΓ‘ sΓ³ te esperando de braΓ§os abertos guerreira ππ»ππ»ππ»ππ»πΉπΉπΉβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
"Me Kevin, I reached a level of maturity I never expected, you know that person who doesn't let any hurt destroy you? That's me, no matter how much someone has hurt me, I have an enormous capacity to forgive, and that's it which makes me stronger and enough to go on in peace, without brooding over old pains, which add nothing to my life..."
And today the sky is once again toasting the eyes with its beautiful stars and the enchanted Moon!
For those who complain about rain and gray clouds, for those who complain that they can't stand continuous days without the sun, or because they can't dry their clothes, or because they can't have fun in the same way when a sunny day doesn't happen.
Let's see that nature is independent, there is no laundry to wash, no ride to go, it is just there, going through its cycles, its transformations, without complaining, just existing with its necessary will.
Maybe one day we can be human beings as magnificent as she, with the same mastery as her, maybe instead of mumbling about everything, let's thank and value situations as simple as a rain song, a beautiful poem from the stars, or a lot warmth in the heart at dawn with the smile of the sun...
Maybe one day, who knows...