Weaver of dreams
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چی بگم والا حتما خیره🧍🏽
تنها چیزی که تیمماینیر از این فیلم الهام گرفته بود همین یه خط بود a boy's best friend is his mother.
People never really run away from anything. You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch.
Day1, Psycho -1960-
could god see and hear through prison walls and across cell bars? If He could not, He was not all-powerful. If He could, and still did nothing to help those in need, He was not merciful. Either way, He was not what He claimed to be. He was an impostor.
Like all despots, he had mixed feelings about artists. Artists had an unusual way of looking at things, which could be entertaining, except when it was not. They were free to say whatever they pleased so long as they didn't criticize the state and its rules, the religion and the Almighty, and, above all, the sovereign.
People who would refuse to share their bread shared their insanity instead. There was something inscrutable about the collective loss of reason, if enough eyes experienced the same hallucination, it turned into a truth; if enough people laughed at the same misery, it became a funny little joke.
از گودریدز به اینور از لوپ خارج شدم 😭😭😭😭
بچهها برای track کردن کتابایی که میخونید از چه اپی استفاده میکنید؟
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“I had your poster on my wall. When I was a kid.” “When you were a kid,” Ilya teased. “Like when? Last year? Four months ago?”
تین ولف ریواچ کنید ریواچ سریالای قدیمی برای سلامت روانتون خوبه☝️🏼
استرک هنوز بعد ده سال هیت میکنه
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eat and get nauseous or starve and get nauseous. so many exciting choices.
ریدم توی این کامفورت کرکترایی که ما داریم ain’t nothing comforting about them
جدی جدی جیکوب میبینه، جیکوب گوش میکنه و جیکوب فن سرویس میده.
جدی جدی جیکوب میبینه، جیکوب گوش میکنه و جیکوب فن سرویس میده.
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