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The way she looked at him sometimes... it was like she loved him in between all the hatred.

The way she looked at him sometimes... it was like she loved him in between all the hatred.

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labios rojisos

elaine carlin - Cerca con Google

elaine carlin - Cerca con Google

Face concepts: Luca Hollestelle --- ☾ - Luca Hollestelle

Face concepts: Luca Hollestelle --- ☾ - Luca Hollestelle

Love this senior pic look. Peking around flowers? Willow tree? Etc.

Love this senior pic look. Peking around flowers? Willow tree? Etc.

Photograph Untitled by Karina Kiel on 500px

Photograph Untitled by Karina Kiel on 500px

photography portrait nature red hair long hair Freckles Maja Topcagic Asima Sefic

photography portrait nature red hair long hair Freckles Maja Topcagic Asima Sefic

Gudrun and Hjördis Axeldottir Solveig, (god's secret lore, sword goddess, daughters of Axel, house of strength) slaves to Atheer Oaïssa

Gudrun and Hjördis Axeldottir Solveig, (god's secret lore, sword goddess, daughters of Axel, house of strength) slaves to Atheer Oaïssa

Beautiful portrait of a girl with freckles lying down on a pillow.

Beautiful portrait of a girl with freckles lying down on a pillow.

Luca Hostelle - Sök på Google

Luca Hostelle - Sök på Google

Open | Camille) I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened to the girls and how I hadn't even been there. I felt terrible. I probably could have helped! But I didn't. I'm terrible... I break down in the hallway in angry tears, soon turning to sad ones. "There's no one that likes you here... You don't have any friends!" I mutter to myself, just putting myself down even more. "I am the worst." I hear someone clear their throat behind me. Without turning, I answer through sobs, "How much…

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Open | Camille) I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened to the girls and how I hadn't even been there. I felt terrible. I probably could have helped! But I didn't. I'm terrible... I break down in the hallway in angry tears, soon turning to sad ones. "There's no one that likes you here... You don't have any friends!" I mutter to myself, just putting myself down even more. "I am the worst." I hear someone clear their throat behind me. Without turning, I answer through sobs, "How much…