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#HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!
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Graphic design is my passion
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kwoojii · 1 year
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Was any of it real? Or not...? 👑
click here if you dont know who the woman is
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clownsuu · 2 years
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Can you draw craig and octavio beatinf the shit out of each other (or kissing)
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The Grandpas are true lovers to enemies to lovers (to enemies to lovers to-)
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Also it’s basically the same thing smhhhhhh
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artythealicorn · 6 months
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It my birthday, drew this for myself
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say what you will about taylor swift (and there’s a lot to say, i won’t argue with you) but:
a) the title and cover are *chef’s kiss* (also it’s giving folklore/evermore vibes)
b) everyone thought this was gonna be a reputation re-release including me and we were all wrong and honestly? low key iconic
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It's my 21st birthday! Happy Birthday to me and my twin sister! 🎂🧁🎉
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blueskittlesart · 3 months
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SCREAMING CYRING THROWING UP
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theatrekidsstuff · 6 months
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Clone High premiered November 2th in 2002 on Teletoon! Happy 21st birthday Clone High!!
The show just can’t escape its name I guess that’s the price of fame.
❤️
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sassylegshayne · 1 year
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still not over this 💘
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spikershoyo · 1 month
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Now why the hell would he say that
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charden · 3 months
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It's my birthday, so everyone should take a minute to think about Charden in my honor 🥰
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shatteredscreams · 6 months
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oooh ahhhh i can legally become an alcoholic now
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yeowvng · 1 month
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i just realized yuuji can legally drink in the us now
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cumstreet · 11 months
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me: [throwing up in a kratom den bathroom]
the healing stones in my pocket:
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nothinglikegod · 9 months
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He glances at the ceiling and scratches his head, lost - because it's Vash's birthday tomorrow, and he doesn't know what to do about it. He doesn't have the money to put together a cake. Barely has enough for a bottle of whiskey, but it's important to celebrate the ones you love...
"Hm. Guess I'll just... be real sweet. Do whatever he tells me to do."
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eulogier · 3 months
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@protagcnists / what if they kissed?
“did you like it? be honest.” it’s two in the morning, so ivy’s birthday is officially over; the candles have been blown out, the cake eaten, the balloons popped. there are still stragglers that won’t make their way home till the early hours of the morning, but for the most part, everyone has made their way home or found somewhere to crash for the night. in venetia’s bedroom, they’re provided a much needed amount of privacy.
she never really liked the parties thrown for her. it begins very nice, everyone’s eyes on you, all gathered for you. the mood sours as the night goes on, you realise everyone is here so they have an excuse for getting wasted rather than just doing it alone in their living rooms. so, she’s conscious of where ivy’s head might be at. “no. it was awful. you looked fucking incredible. mum was being weird.” was mum being weird? she just kept being around. of course, she was the one who decided it needed to happen in the first place.
venetia turns her head to look at ivy. they’re laying side by side and if it weren’t for the sequins digging into her torso she thinks she could fall asleep just looking into the other girl’s eyes. and it’s inevitable here. she knows what ivy’s lips taste like, how the meat of her hips bends under the pads of her fingertips. she gives her no warning except for the trailing of eyes to lips before her lips crash into ivy’s. to make it up to her, she thinks, a personal gift. and then she peels away, as though it was nothing at all, her head falls back against the pillow.
“what flavour is that lip balm?”
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