#Birtday

[flowerofthemoonworld]

Track & Field Club wear Deuce ✧

Rook's birthday ✧

[olliveolly]

well, in a few hours I'll be twenty-seven years old...

so...

happy birthday to me🥂

In conjunction with the event, I would like to thank you all for the company and for the way you appreciate my little hobby. 😉

Enjoy ✨

[lovely-cherubs]

Y'ALL MICHAEL KOVACH LIKED MY POST ON TWITTER ISHDISBDUDJWKWNEJ I'M SO HAPPY RN I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[yut0ro]

happy birthday to my favorite little blue ghost man😘

[ekkonus]

Very very VERY late birthday drawing for our little pudding girl.

[juiiicyfruiitkels]

It’s my birthday, spoil me 🤧🥹😘

$juiiicyfruiit in exchange for content ❤️

[willka-hughes]

Happy B-day to me-e)

[sierraisboring]

Is it a faux-pas to tell all you internet friends I am older today?

Cos I am.

🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉

[gingersn4pp]

one year older!

[brendanthebomber]

happy 18th day of the birth to me

[just-a-rainy-child]

Birtday

[solifeaulprime]

And of course, a very happy birthday to @citrinafyre!

[itzmarcosgamerytoficial456]

Happy Birtday My Father 43th Years

Today is the birthday of the person I love very much My Brazilian Father's birthday from Porto Velho Rondonia Andresson Batista Ferreira turns 43 Years

[sc4rt]

Hoy decido confiar en la suerte, en la suerte de los fallos y errores que he cometido viviendo con temores y miedos en el pecho. Decido confiar en la suerte que me ha llevado a lugares y personas permanentes o transitorias que han estado ahí tras cada caída.

Hoy decido confiar en la suerte de tener el corazón roto incluso en un día como hoy porque ha sido rastro de que he sabido amar.

11/09/2024

-Sc

[nonhumanresources]

[sortofreflextion]

I know I like to dance because it has never been so difficult for me. Being difficult makes me a good ballerina.

I was a good ballerina.

Yes, I was good at what I did, nothing more than it was never noticed because I had to be good at everything I did, so just that I enjoyed it was overshadowed by pure perfection, perfection that only stayed in my house and outside, outside into a hole, from inside to outside there was never anything more than smiles agreeing to everything, nothing was ever expected from me but promises of a future like the best, after me there was never anything better. Nothing better than her.

Nothing was ever good. It is impossible to maintain perfection.

She at least told me that. She liked things to be disastrous in perfect harmony. One that only I was able to see. And I knew that only I was capable of seeing it because I never felt forced to do so. It was just there. And his presence made me feel more and more alive. I rose up higher than a grand jeté, I rose into the air with thousands of twists and counter-turns that made me vomit pink, blue, yellow, green and red butterflies, I became dizzy in the most tender and innocent way I have ever set foot in this world. Nothing was ever the same in this hole universe. She held me in a way that even she wasn't aware of how much it hurt me every time she let me fall. Not even an injury hurt that much. But they always told me that if there is no blood, the pain is not important. Furthermore, I didn't feel any pain when I jumped again. Everything turns pink when I see you again. Everything turns into summer.

Then I remember why I don't like the summer heat. A strawberry popsicle lasts until the rays hit it and fracture is inevitable. The fall and the sticky drips of summer with the tears it brings become inevitable and present in all the body that still remains on this earth.

Because That's it. A dancer is firm and does not take her feet off the ground, not forever. Always with head held high. Always firm. Always alone about something. And me, I was a good ballerina.

Tomorrow is my birthday and I don't know why I feel like crying if you're not with me. My birthday was never important, that rules out the fact that I want a party, am I asking too much when I want a hug of yours?

This sounds so human that it makes my chest clench. This is what she would have wanted. For the first time I'm going to jump out alone and say that I prefer to say that; I was just a good dancer.

Della.

Hopefully tomorrow you will still be in my mind and forever and ever I will remember you. This ballet dancer will love you.