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By Art Arnond

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makeup from vivienne westwood fw2010

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I believe Corazon has yandere potential however he would still be such a kind soul to you no matter what (not like his brother who will treat you like shit)

I see him as someone who would kidnap you just to protect you, mostly from Doflamingo, but from others too, he just cares about you so much! He doesn't want you to get hurt by Doffy (or others)... He doesn't want to lose you! So that would be the best option for you, to keep you away from everyone else.

Of course he would understand that you do not like this idea, you can scream at him, cry, punch him, anything! Corazon would try his best to calm you down, but if you still refused he would get hurt very badly. Don't even say that you hate him because you will break his heart, but like I said, he understands you! He understands that you might hate him for what he did but... It hurts so much because he loves you! He would kill and die for you and now you tell him how you despise you, but he hopes you will calm down soon.

However he feels so much guilt that he thinks he deserves all that hatred towards him, he did something against you. He keeps you like a prisoner, no matter how nicely you are treated, you were still kidnapped by him. Corazon wants you to hurt him, he deserves it! He is such a terrible person for doing this to you! He hates himself for doing such a thing and he wants to be punished by you, he will never forgive himself so please hurt him! He wants your hands around his neck, he wants you to punch and slap him, Corazon would let you do anything you want to him.

He often cries while holding you and apologizing over and over. He wants the best for you, to be happy and even if you end up being happy he will still feel bad! He manipulated you to feel okay with being kidnapped! He is an awful, horrible person! He wants you to be free, but the fear of losing you is too big

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SHIT I JUST WOKE UP. ITS TODAY.

i might actually combust

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Yearning

I yearn for you.

I yearn for you with an intensity that mirrors a mosquito's insatiable thirst for blood on the first summer evening – a wild, desperate hunger that devours me whole. A hunger that leaves me frantic and consumed by an unquenchable desire.

I wake each morning to find you lingering in the shadows of my thoughts. Your spirit dances through my dreams, a haunting reminder of your presence; or rather lack thereof.

In my dreams, we share a quiet life together.

We reside in a small cottage tucked away amidst the trees, where deer roam through the thicket and vibrant butterflies dance joyously in the warm air.

We spend our days wandering barefoot throughout the creek, our laughter echoing as we collect shimmering river stones and splash each other playfully. As day fades to night, we dance hand in hand under the luminous moon, our hearts entwined in a timeless dance of love.

Your laughter echoes deep in my core, a haunting melody as vibrant and intoxicating as the first autumn day that I was graced with its presence. It weaves through my soul like a broken music box, endlessly trapped in a loop; a delicate sound infused with a hint of madness and raw feminine rage.

I think of you when I drive past a field of flowers. I envision you there, a gentle breeze playfully tousling your wild hair, the golden sun wrapping you in a warm embrace.

I imagine myself there too, running toward you with open arms, my heart pounding fiercely with the ache of finally finding my way home to you.

It strikes me now that I have yet to witness you amidst a field of vibrant flowers. This is not a mere memory; it is a vision, delicately woven from the threads of my imagination. It stirs a profound ache within me, a hope so vivid and alive, yet so painfully absent from the harshness of reality.

I have conjured a version of you – a version of us – a beautiful illusion that lives only in the depths of my soul. A version that is forever out of reach, destined to remain a fantasy.

I see now that I do not yearn for you after all.

I yearn for a version of you that exists solely in the realm of mind. A vision crafted from longing and soul-wrenching desire.

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Créditos:ttnRio ❄

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST BABE OF THE BLACK BULLS, VANESSA ENOTECA 💗💞🎉🎉🎊🎈🎊💃💃🍷🍾

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I wish my life was this peaceful rn

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MR. PRINCE

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She’s art