вернуться домой ✽ гостевая

✽ гостевая ✽ домашние правила ✽ роли ✽

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i had bound myself through my own guilt to an evil tonnenter. she did not understand everything but she saw; she saw my changed expression, heard the change in my tone of voice, and felt that I was cured and had been restored to her. and now began the feast of my readmittance to the fold, the return of the prodigal son.

на запотевшем стекле ✽ нужные

✽ нужные ✽ хотим видеть ✽ возьму для тебя ✽

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unquestionably i belonged to the realm of light and righteousness; i was my parents' child. but in whichever direction i turned i perceived the other world, and i lived within that other world as well, though often a stranger to it, and suffering from panic and a bad conscience.

воссоединиться ✽ подача анкет

✽ шаблон анкеты ✽

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there were stories of sons who had gone astray, stories i read with passion. these stories always pictured the homecoming as such a relief and as something so extraordinary that i felt convinced that this alone was the right, the best, the sought-for thing.

праздничные открытки ✽ реклама

✽ реклама ✽

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i want the world in my hands, i hate the beach, but i stand in california with my toes in the sand, use the sleeves of my sweater, let's have an adventure, head in the clouds but my gravity centered, touch my neck and i'll touch yours, you in those little high waisted shorts.

дружеские встречи ✽ партнерство

✽ подружиться с нами ✽

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i howled at the moon with friends, and then the sun came crashing in but all the possibilities. no limits, just epiphanies. i had a dream so big and loud i jumped so high, i touched the clouds. i stretched my hands out to the sky, we danced with monsters through the night.