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Forwarded from 𝐷𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑦 𝐵𝑎𝑙𝑚—𝐿𝑒𝑒 𝐿𝑢𝑑𝑎.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ #DaintyBalmLuda
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ㅤㅤ 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ◌ ◦ ㅤ ㅤ ⁕ ࣪ ི⋮
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ㅤSpring brings anoints that not everyone can
ㅤoversee. The outright perfect demesne is
ㅤscented with euphoria, daybreak turning to
ㅤundern not ceasing it from unremitting to
ㅤbloom—prevuing its beddable whereabouts
ㅤtoㅤ the ㅤscenery ㅤㅤ ༘
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..ㅤ ࿔
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𐬹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPixie Under Spinning Windmill,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ NATURE'S CLASPING / 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘥𝘢.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ #DaintyBalmLuda
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ㅤㅤ 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄
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SOOTHING ( ོ ) RENAISSANCEㅤㅤㅤㅤ ◌ ◦ ㅤ ㅤ ⁕ ࣪ ི⋮
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ㅤSpring brings anoints that not everyone can
ㅤoversee. The outright perfect demesne is
ㅤscented with euphoria, daybreak turning to
ㅤundern not ceasing it from unremitting to
ㅤbloom—prevuing its beddable whereabouts
ㅤtoㅤ the ㅤscenery ㅤㅤ ༘
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..ㅤ ࿔
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𐬹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPixie Under Spinning Windmill,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ NATURE'S CLASPING / 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘥𝘢.
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Forwarded from #CLOVERNoDo. 🛜
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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄-𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄.
“Fabric becomes doctrine beneath
dim streetlight and passing hours”
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Beneath sodium-lit firmaments and the
hush of midnight avenues, street-born
regalia stands as scripture carved in
cotton and thread.
🛗 ➜ (WEAR-WITHOUT-BOAST.)
Threads inherit grit, not trends.
This attire speaks not through volume,
but through restraint sharpened by grit,
where elegance is not inherited, but
earned through friction with the world.
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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄-𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄.
“Fabric becomes doctrine beneath
dim streetlight and passing hours”
▀▄ ▀▄▀▄ ▀▀▄ ▀▄▀▄ ▀▀▄ ▀▄▀▄ ▀
Beneath sodium-lit firmaments and the
hush of midnight avenues, street-born
regalia stands as scripture carved in
cotton and thread.
🛗 ➜ (WEAR-WITHOUT-BOAST.)
Threads inherit grit, not trends.
This attire speaks not through volume,
but through restraint sharpened by grit,
where elegance is not inherited, but
earned through friction with the world.
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Slightly chaotic evenings came by the Sörguine family, a few had gathered in a warmly lit restaurant to celebrate the family’s mensive date. Plates kept arriving while conversations overlapped, and Sörguine’s Minje was already taking a selfie with the fish decoration in the restaurant, laughing as he tried to get the perfect angle. Sörguine’s Ohyul and Sörguine’s Johnny sat close by, completely absorbed in their phones, their attention glued to the screens. The moment a camera pointed in their direction, Sörguine’s Carmen, Sörguine’s Minju, Sörguine’s Chaoyue, Sörguine’s Kya, Sörguine’s Juun, and Sörguine’s Dai Luwa instantly struck a pose, effortless and natural like true camera spotters.
Sörguine’s Sanghyeon was happily eating his ice cream and refused to share any with Sörguine’s Ian, who ended up crying because she wanted some. Sörguine’s Wonyoung stayed focused on the menu, taking her time and still unable to decide what she wanted to order. Sörguine’s Seonghyeon, Sörguine’s Juhoon, Sörguine’s Naoya, and Sörguine’s Seoah only cared about their food, fully immersed in eating. As for the rest of the family, they were likely busy in their own little moments back at home. Everybody was chatting, eating, and laughing, making the night feel lively, warm, and perfectly Sörguine.
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Slightly chaotic evenings came by the Sörguine family, a few had gathered in a warmly lit restaurant to celebrate the family’s mensive date. Plates kept arriving while conversations overlapped, and Sörguine’s Minje was already taking a selfie with the fish decoration in the restaurant, laughing as he tried to get the perfect angle. Sörguine’s Ohyul and Sörguine’s Johnny sat close by, completely absorbed in their phones, their attention glued to the screens. The moment a camera pointed in their direction, Sörguine’s Carmen, Sörguine’s Minju, Sörguine’s Chaoyue, Sörguine’s Kya, Sörguine’s Juun, and Sörguine’s Dai Luwa instantly struck a pose, effortless and natural like true camera spotters.
Sörguine’s Sanghyeon was happily eating his ice cream and refused to share any with Sörguine’s Ian, who ended up crying because she wanted some. Sörguine’s Wonyoung stayed focused on the menu, taking her time and still unable to decide what she wanted to order. Sörguine’s Seonghyeon, Sörguine’s Juhoon, Sörguine’s Naoya, and Sörguine’s Seoah only cared about their food, fully immersed in eating. As for the rest of the family, they were likely busy in their own little moments back at home. Everybody was chatting, eating, and laughing, making the night feel lively, warm, and perfectly Sörguine.
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Sörguine-Familien: The Light That Never Fades.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Slightly chaotic evenings came by the Sörguine family, a few had gathered in a warmly lit restaurant to celebrate the family’s mensive date. Plates kept arriving while conversations overlapped, and Sörguine’s Minje was already taking a selfie with the…
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Forwarded from 서영호 #Johnny31BornAtMidnight
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🦇 (𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀: 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒)
𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 / 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓
𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓 ✧
They whisper that the dark is but a throne, and midnight its sacred vow. Where silence kneeleth before the unseen and time dareth not speak. On the ninth eve of February, a soul was anointed by shadow not to rule in terror, but to reign in everlasting devotion.
Not born of dawn, yet crowned with a light no dusk may claim; he treadeth through ages unbroken, bearing a heart sworn unto forever, a fire that shall never wither. This tale is not bound in blood, but sealed in oaths older than time, where even eternity bendeth in awe. At one-and-thirty, he groweth not old he ascendeth into legend. (..95)
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🦇 (𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀: 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒)
𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 / 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓
𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓 ✧
They whisper that the dark is but a throne, and midnight its sacred vow. Where silence kneeleth before the unseen and time dareth not speak. On the ninth eve of February, a soul was anointed by shadow not to rule in terror, but to reign in everlasting devotion.
Not born of dawn, yet crowned with a light no dusk may claim; he treadeth through ages unbroken, bearing a heart sworn unto forever, a fire that shall never wither. This tale is not bound in blood, but sealed in oaths older than time, where even eternity bendeth in awe. At one-and-thirty, he groweth not old he ascendeth into legend. (..95)
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⠀⠀⠀ GROWTH HAPPENS BETWEEN TICKS
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𓊆 #PrettyInPinkWithVIVIZ 𓊇
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⠀ For those who's carrying in memoir: When the shimmer reflections bounce off the sun light beneath open skies, find its way to Glass Beads that made with resounding peals of laughter to assemble togetherness wristlet, piece by piece. The moment they embrace each other closer as rhythm floating loudly ... over and over. / >ヮ< /
ㅤ Keepsake ㅤㅤ from ㅤtrinkets, ㅤ ㅤonly
ㅤ adornedㅤ ㅤtheir ㅤㅤ radianceㅤ ㅤshape.
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BEEP! BEEP! 02/09/26.. 📞💖⠀⠀⠀ GROWTH HAPPENS BETWEEN TICKS
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𓊆 #PrettyInPinkWithVIVIZ 𓊇
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⠀ For those who's carrying in memoir: When the shimmer reflections bounce off the sun light beneath open skies, find its way to Glass Beads that made with resounding peals of laughter to assemble togetherness wristlet, piece by piece. The moment they embrace each other closer as rhythm floating loudly ... over and over. / >ヮ< /
ㅤ Keepsake ㅤㅤ from ㅤtrinkets, ㅤ ㅤonly
ㅤ adornedㅤ ㅤtheir ㅤㅤ radianceㅤ ㅤshape.
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