Siapa lelaki tampan yang memakai jaket berwarna hijau itu bung 😹? Saya terpesona melihat wajah tampannya 😹😌🔥
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holding flowers for the woman i’m becoming. to every woman out there, you are seen, you are valued, you are enough. may we always lift each other up and never dim our lights for anyone. happy women’s day to all of us. 💐♥️
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Forwarded from PROJECT 04!
Girls day out dump ♡ Today we spent the whole day celebrating women's day together with some of the girls from Project Nolpat. The boys weren't invited this time because this little gathering was meant to be private space just for the women. A few members unfortunately couldn't make it.. So this is only a part of us–but the day still felt warm and full of laughter. The day started in the morning with Kheraeld's Minju making pretty photos while preparing breakfast, then Myldemoor's Minji who took a photo before even getting ready for the day and it looks like Delaire's Wonyoung is receiving a phone call, you can see her bright smile! Greesacht's Minji was busy finishing some edits.. Samniont's Wonyoung already appeared with her cute double braids. Later, Samniont's Minji was seen playing with the dogs while Romanovna's Hiyyih took a mirror selfie with her slightly messy hair after cooking some menus (we still ended up ordering pizza anyway). Brume's Jinsol and Roguelorth's Yunah proudly showed their plushies. We ended the day simply–sharing little conversatuons and watching a movie side by side. Nothing too grand, just a happy day spent celebrating women, friendship and the comfort of being together! 💐💁🏻♀
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(9th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @blissette, @SerenityOfEnami and @Melvnoir who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(9th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @blissette, @SerenityOfEnami and @Melvnoir who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
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info tawuran, @greesachtbot kya greesacht nyari lawan yg setara bukan yang cupu😏