Coba pilih penampilan gua:
A. Ganteng banget
B. Tampan banget
C. Handsome banget
A. Ganteng banget
B. Tampan banget
C. Handsome banget
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That's all from Juyeon, Sorbees. Go brush your teeth, curl up in a blanket, and close your eyes (don't forget to dream of me)
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Di matematika, satu ditambah satu sama dengan dua. Kalau di kehidupan ini, aku ditambah kamu, apakah akan menjadi kita?
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Evening, Sorbees and Calties! Tonight, Sörguine’s Winter was invited to an exclusive fine dining experience by Caltbern’s Karina at a Parisian restaurant overlooking the Eiffel Tower. The clear sky felt pleasant, with only a few stars scattered above yet still shining beautifully to welcome us. Every dish served was absolutely delightful, a flawless 10/10 in taste and presentation. Would you guys like to join us for a little stargazing after dinner?
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SEPTEMBER OF 10TH, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . ＊‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @Nooity, @DeBlancFamilie, @DeCrowther, @TheGeldart, @TheEnverious, @AttireByKlein, @Kiiivory, @StringOfScarvaine & @Callogy. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
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SEPTEMBER OF 10TH, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . ＊‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @Nooity, @DeBlancFamilie, @DeCrowther, @TheGeldart, @TheEnverious, @AttireByKlein, @Kiiivory, @StringOfScarvaine & @Callogy. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
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