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dinhui · 14 days ago
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soshi-back-up · 3 months ago
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Sooyoung will release her first debut EP in Japan with ‘Unstoppable’ as the title track on October 30th! 😭 - Unstoppable (a dance song that gives you 2000s retro feeling) - C.A.L.M (EDM song that makes you feel sexy) - Who is in this world (a ballad song with Sooyoung’s clear voice) - Call me (a song that pushes someone’s back) The album will also come with different formats (with SG+STYLE BOOK, CD+Blu-ray, CD only), in it will released on Avex Trax 💿 Sooyoung gave an insight on how she feels while preparing the solo debut album in Japan: “I’m very excited to finally be able to make my solo debut, which I’ve always imagined. As an artist, i’m happy to collaborate with Korean and Japanese creators to create new challenges.” Beside releasing an album, Sooyoung will also held a showcase in Tokyo, Japan on 26th October 2024
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thedoorthatopensonitsown · 1 year ago
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I'm taking my fucking C.A.L.M. class and it's talking about the different kinds of financial crimes and it mentions money laundering and I'm trying not to cry because all I can think about is JAMES IN ART HEIST, BABY! BECAUSE HE NEVER LOVED AGAIN.
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ouro-bones · 1 year ago
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If I get a job I REALLY want it to be at C.A.L.M
Like PUH-LEASEEEEEE
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kpoploveblog · 3 days ago
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SOOYOUNG (スヨン) (Girls’ Generation 少女時代) - Unstoppable The 1st Single [Japanese] (2024)
2024.10.30
Track List: 01. Unstoppable 02. C.A.L.M 03. Kono sekai ni utsutte iru no wa dare (この世界に映っているのは誰) 04. Call me
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michaelcosio · 8 months ago
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ONLINE MUSIC FESTIVAL - FUNDRAISER FOR C.A.L.M
from Adrian Pople
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modi02 · 1 year ago
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modernmindsaus · 1 year ago
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Somatic Exercise to Reduce Anxiety
The C.A.L.M. body scan is one of the most effective ways to begin a mindfulness meditation practice. The purpose is to tune in to your body, reconnect to your physical self, and notice any sensations you’re feeling without judgment. See below to learn more.
You can enjoy this practice sitting in a comfortable chair or laying down. Begin by taking 3 deep breaths and working through each body part, corresponding with each letter.
C - Chest: Bring your attention to your whole chest region and notice how you are breathing. Focus on flowing down the breath and breathing from your belly.
A - Arms: Bring your attention to your arms, starting at your fingertips and noticing how they feel. Do they feel numb, relaxed, or tense?
L - Legs: Bring your attention to your legs, starting at the top of your hips. Notice the sensations here, moving up and down while breathing gently.
M - Mouth: Bring your attention to your mouth. Is your jaw clenched, are your lips pursed and is your tongue relaxed? Start by relaxing your jaw, then your tongue, and then your lips as you breathe gently.
Make sure to hit save + send this to someone who would find this of great benefit.
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baidesworld · 2 years ago
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C.A.L.M.😌 . . . . #calm #peace #nature #love #meditation #relax #sos #life #mind #soul #mindfulness #photography #believe #wisdom #spirituality #hope #spiritual #faith #trust #yoga #peaceful #meditate #selfcare #sunset #art #beautiful #happy #god #pray #happiness https://www.instagram.com/p/Co_qUXgjGa7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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marketwatchs · 2 years ago
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ashtonmakesmewanna · 5 years ago
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We all died when Calum put on this filter, let’s be honest.
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songs-bro · 4 years ago
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♫︎ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒚 5 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓
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kindofcashton · 5 years ago
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𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕  •  chapter 2  (Calum Hood AU)
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THE REST OF dinner was much more enjoyable once Calum left.  Luke, Michael, and Ashton had no problem making me feel at home, and soon I was laughing and free from the stress of the day.  
From what I'd gathered, Luke and Michael about a year younger than Ashton.  They'd all finished high school and decided against university, much to their parents' pleasure.  Ashton however had landed a pretty lucrative gig at an advertising firm, even without a degree, and he said that it was the kind of job good enough to support him as long as he needed.  Luke and Michael had odd jobs here and there, preferring the care-free bachelor life to a scheduled, overworked routine.  I envied their easy-going attitudes; if only I could afford to live as freely as they did.
"We're not total bums though," Luke defended himself, blue eyes smiling.  The five us were sipping beers around the table, lights dimmed since it was so late.  "Mike is wicked good with video games and is helping this guy with his startup.  And I work down at the music shop, but the manager says he's gonna try to hook me up with an internship at a record label."
Michael snorted.  "I can not imagine you fetching people coffee.  And they'd probably force you take out that lovely lip ring."
Luke rolled his eyes and took a swig of his beer.  "You work for a guy with a purple tiger tattoo, of course you can keep your eyebrow piercing."
Ashton waved his hand dramatically, other arm slung over Hannah's shoulder.  She'd moved her chair so close to his she was practically on his lap.  
"Yeah yeah, you're little startup and you're little internship are cute, but I am working on the next campaign for Fido Feed."
Everyone burst out laughing, and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.  "What's that?"
Hannah slid her hand down Ashton's cheek lovingly, and said, "It's a dog food brand, and he is single-handedly pioneering their success."  Ashton grinned and gave her a kiss.
"Hey, Ash, what happened to the wheat crackers ad?  I thought you were killing it with the cracker game."  Michael bat his lashes innocently.
Ashton flipped him off and I took a sip of my beer, happy and buzzed.  This was the most fun I'd had in a long time, and only hoped it would be like this every day.  Leaving university had been a difficult but inevitable decision, and I'd feared I wouldn't be happy for a long time.  Anxieties still plagued the back of my mind, but right now I found it easier than ever to ignore them.
"Alright, I don't know about you morons but I'm pretty tired."  Michael stood up from the table and motioned to me.  "How about I show you you're suite now, madam?"
I smiled and nodded, as Luke reached over to throw away my empty beer for me.  His blue eyes were so warm and kind, and I think I was most grateful for his calming presence.  
Michael led me up the stairs into a darkened hallway, and I noted four doors upstairs.  One was partially open, revealing the bathroom.  One at the end of the hall was shut tight, with quiet music reverberating softly from it.  I guessed this was Calum's room, and as Michael led to me to his my stomach sank.  I'd be right next to Calum, bumping into him as we went downstairs or tried to get to the bathroom.  
Great, more opportunities for him to hate me.
The room was fairly small, but not cramped.  The bed was big with dark blue sheets, and the gray walls were plastered with posters of all different types.  A closet had been cleared out for me, as well as a set of drawers and desk in the corner.  It was definitely a nicer place than I thought I'd be staying in.
"I don't know how to thank you," I admitted, still embarrassed at Michael's charity.
He crossed his arms, goofy smile on his face.  "You'll figure something out.  I like anything with cheese or frosting, so maybe start there?"  I laughed, and he gave me an encouraging thumbs up before turning out of the room.
"Night, Scar!" he called, and I closed the door gently behind him.
My bags were all arranged in one corner, and I reminded myself to thank Luke later.  Blowing out a sigh, I fell onto the bed.  The events of the past couple months truly felt like bricks on my shoulders, and every day was a struggle to get by.  The ache in my heart never seemed to subside, even during happy times like tonight.  Pulling the blankets over my shivering body, I simply hoped for a good night's sleep to be able to tackle tomorrow.
Unfortunately, my prayers were not answered.  I tossed and turned all night long, partly because of the unfamiliar atmosphere and partly because of my never ending anxieties.  Pale dawn light was peeking through the curtains when I finally opened my eyes, and I frowned.  
Quietly getting up, I checked my reflection in the mirror and yawned.  My hair was tousled, the hoodie I wore nearly covering my shorts.  I didn't look too great, but I decided it was better for people to see this me early on, seeing as she'd be around a fair amount.
Padding down the stairs, I didn't notice anyone awake.  Ashton had stayed the night with Hannah, both of them down in the basement on the futon.  Michael was passed out on the living room couch, red hair disheveled.  
Suddenly a sound from the kitchen made nearly jump out of my skin.  I whirled around to see Calum fishing through the cupboards, clad in only sweatpants.  He must have heard my surprised gasp, because he turned to me with a scowl.
"Of course you'd be up this early."  He faced away from me as I entered the kitchen, pausing as I gripped the back of a dining chair.  His back muscles were taut and tan, his bare shoulders rimmed with shadow in the dim light.  His hair was curly and messy, laying just over his eyes.  
"You're up this early," I countered innocently, meaning it more as a joke.  He gave me a distracted glance.
"Never really went to bed, I guess," he grumbled, moving to set up the coffee maker.  His movements were clumsy and confused, and I could tell he had no idea what he was doing.
"Here, let me," I offered softly, striding over.  His brown eyes tracked me as I dumped the ground coffee into machine, once again completely unreadable.  I worked quietly, my movements automatic as I had done this a million times at college in order to survive late nights and early classes.
"Ashton usually does this," he mumbled, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck.  I shrugged, flipping the lid down and setting the timer.  I turned so I was leaning against the counter, arms folded.  Calum backed away from me, choosing now to busy himself in the fridge.
I sighed, but was thankfully saved by Michael waking up over on the couch.
"I really hope that racket was coffee being made," he said, voice thick with sleep.
"Shut up, we weren't that loud," Calum snapped, finding the milk and grabbing some frosted cereal.  Soon Luke was awake and joined us in the kitchen, followed shortly by Ashton and Hannah from downstairs.  She looked lazy and happy, glowing almost.  Luke rolled his eyes and shot me a smile; we all knew why the two of them looked so content.
We all sat at the table, Calum included.  He ate his cereal silently, and didn't look up when I poured him a cup of coffee.  I took my mug and sat down, letting the warmth of the coffee seep into my cold hands.
"Cream and sugar?" Luke asked, but I shook my head.
"No, this is fine."
"You take it black?  Damn, badass."  He grinned, and I chuckled.  Calum snorted, and everyone turned to look at him.
He reddened at our stares, and said curtly, "What, she's some brave hero for drinking black coffee?  Please."
Luke didn't take his comment to heart, his expression amused.  "Right, I forgot no one is cool in your eyes.  You enjoy vodka straight out of the bottle."  Calum met his eyes, and for the first time I saw a spark of humor in the brown orbs.  Little flashes of the boys' friendship peeked through sometimes, and I knew despite his rough exterior the guys really loved Calum.
"What are we doing today?" Michael asked, stuffing some toast into his mouth.
"Some of us have serious jobs to go to," Ashton joked, and Hannah giggled as she ran a hand through his curls.  I was jealous of how close they were, wishing I had someone like Ashton to support me.  He would walk through fire for Hannah, and she for him.  Their bond was unlike anything I'd ever seen let alone experienced, and I wondered if I'd ever be lucky enough to discover that feeling.
"Ha-ha," Michael said dryly.  "Reggie doesn't need me today since we're waiting for a streaming service to get back to us, so I'm free."
Luke nodded.  "Same here, the Jared doesn't need me since he's training a new guy.  Looks like we'll all have the day together, eh?"  He shot me a wink, and I smiled.  I'd hoped to be introduced to the area, and what better way to do it then with all of them?  It would give me even more time to get to know the guys.
"Why don't we give Scarlett here a tour?  She's gotta know about all the good spots," Hannah proposed, and was met with sounds of approval.  The only one who didn't reply was Calum, who's eyebrows hung low over his eyes as he ate his breakfast.
"Count me out, I've got some shit to do."  No one questioned his vague answer, and I guessed this was routine around here.  Calum did what he pleased and no one pushed him.  To me it was peculiar, because I'd always been the kind of person to appreciate communication.  Clearly I had a lot to learn if I was going to stick around here.
They parted ways to get ready, but I stayed behind to clean up the dishes.  Small things like this made me feel better about staying at the house.  Calum was last to leave the table, and was watching me with steely eyes as I rinsed out the mugs.  Wordlessly, he stood up and stalked over to the sink, halting.  I stopped what I was doing and glanced up at him, intimidated when I met his gaze.  A beat went by, and then he set his bowl down and promptly left.
I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding.
Soon after I'd changed and put on a bit of makeup, glad that my appearance looked slightly more acceptable.  I was nervous and excited for the day ahead; seeing a new city was always fun, especially one I'd be living in for a while.
Between the guys they had three cars, the nicest belonging to Ashton which he'd bought after his first promotion.  Luke and Michael shared an old station wagon since their jobs were fairly close together, and Calum drove a vintage mustang.  I whistled under my breath, wondering how he afforded such a nice car.  He climbed in and sped off within seconds, and I watched him disappear from view.
The rest of us piled into the station wagon with Michael behind the wheel and Luke riding shotgun.  
"Alright, where to first ladies and gentleman?"
"We gotta show her the music shop," Hannah proposed.
"Oh yeah, it's a real exciting place," Luke joked.  "Dusty, too."  
We drove off, and Michael lowered the windows.  The sky was sunny and blotted with clouds, a small breeze cooling down the warm air.  I rested my arm on the window, and leaned out to look at the trees blurring by.  Michael drove fast but controlled, and I could feel my heart flutter as we flew down the street.
The music shop was actually pretty cool, and Luke even took us to the back to show us where they stored the vintage and expensive stuff.  Guitars, basses, even a dismantled drum kit were hiding in the back room.  Michael and Luke were like little boys around all the stuff, itching to play and show us their chops.
"For a while we wanted to start a band," Luke explained, strumming a simple tune on an acoustic guitar.  "But life got in the way, I guess.  Besides, our parents basically told us we'd amount to nothing, so here we are."
I frowned.  "You shouldn't let someone else tell you what you should do."  He looked up, smiling sadly.
"Yeah, but when that someone pays for your entire life, it's pretty hard to say no."  I nodded, understanding what he meant.  Money was the ultimate decider in life, as I knew all too well.
After the music shop we drove by Michael's start-up, which he claimed was the "most legit garage in the whole city."  It was quite literally a garage attached to some guy's house, but Michael insisted all the geniuses started out small.
As we continued driving around, I briefly thought about Calum and where he could possibly be, and I even kept an eye out for his mustang.  But he was nowhere to be seen, and by lunch the thought of him had completely evaporated from my mind.
Lunch was at Michael's favorite place, which served the best cheese fries I'd ever tasted in my whole life.  As I was eating a thought occurred to me.
"Hey, do you guys know any places hiring?  I've gotta get a job now that I'm not spending all my time on school."  Back at university, I'd thrown all of my energy into schoolwork since my scholarships depended on it.  Now though, a job was a necessity.
They were quiet for a minute, thinking.  Then Hannah said, "Oh, I think the cafe on fourth street is looking for someone.  You have any experience?"
"I worked retail when I was seventeen back home, so I guess not.  But I think I'm a quick learner."
"Wanna swing by right now?"
"Nah, I'll go tomorrow.  Today's been too fun, I want to keep it going."
We finished lunch, and perused around town for an hour or so more, showing me various shops and places I'd want to know about.  When we finally got back home, the driveway was still empty.
"Think you're in the mood for a beat down in Smash, Lukey boy?" Michael goaded, and Luke shoved him good-naturedly.  
"Nobody's getting beat down here except you, my friend."
Hannah and I rolled our eyes, but followed them into the living room nonetheless.  We wasted the afternoon watching them play video games and arguing over it, until Hannah got so sick of it she begged me to do something else with her.
"How about we organize your closet?  I want to go out later, so we've gotta find outfits."
I readily agreed, excited at the prospect of going clubbing.  Hannah had been my partner in crime and always made sure to drag me out of my dorm so I had some fun instead of always staying in and studying.
We began to sift through my bags, and after emptying all of them I realized how little I actually owned.  Hannah didn't comment; she knew the reality of the situation, and gave me an encouraging smile.
"Don't worry, we'll go shopping once you get that job and fill this closet right up."  I knew I wouldn't be wasting my paycheck on party clothes, but I appreciated her idea nonetheless.
"Where are we going tonight?" I asked.
"Where we always go, it's a place Ashton discovered.  It's big, so it never feels cramped.  They have a killer DJ, which is rare in this town."  She pulled out a black skirt and long sleeved black crop top with a lace up back.
I raised my eyebrows in slight surprise.  "Kinda dark, no?"
Hannah rolled her eyes.  "Trust me, black is the way to go.  You look sultry and dark, and with the lights in the club it looks great."
I laughed but accepted the outfit.  "Who am I trying to look sultry for?"
Hannah put her hands on her hips.  "Scarlett, you're hot, you're single, and you've got nothing better to do.  Get yourself some."
I flushed, embarrassed at her confidence in me.  I'd never been the outgoing type of girl to go after guys I liked.  I'd been pursued only a few times, mostly by guys I found repulsive.  I'd had two boyfriends my whole life, one in high school who had no idea how to kiss with tongue, and one in the beginning of college who left me alone at a party where I knew no one and got thrown up on by a drunk guy.  Needless to say, I wasn't crazy about either of them.
Hannah left to get changed herself, and I sighed as I looked at the outfit on the bed.  You might as well let loose, I told myself.  Hannah was right; you have nothing better to do.
I pulled the skirt on and tied up the crop top flipping my hair over my shoulder as I combed through the reddish brown locks with my fingers.  Frowning in the mirror, I swiped some eyeliner on and curled my lashes, sticking out my bottom lip in a pout.  Hannah was right; I looked dark, but sultry was still up in the air.
Realizing I had no idea what shoes to wear, I went downstairs and saw Michael and Luke waiting to leave in the living room.  They both had dark jeans and leather jackets on, looking like hot bikers.  Luke whistled as I walked by, blue eyes tracking me.
"Looking good, Scarlett."
I blushed and thanked him before running into Hannah, who actually had boots in her hand.  They were the black knee high kind, and I snorted at her insistence of keeping to a black theme.
"Wear these, I'm going with heels tonight."  She looked hot herself; her black skirt was leather, and her shirt was off the shoulder and very low cut.  A wave of appreciation for her washed over me; I could always count on Hannah to make me feel good about myself.
We were all ready, and the sky was dark with only a few stars dotting the black canvas.  Michael had ordered a cab, and it was waiting for us as we descended the driveway.
As Hannah and I slid across the back seat, the driver glanced in the rear-view mirror.  
"And how are you ladies doing tonight?" he asked suggestively, making my face redden.
"Seriously, dude?" Luke said, glaring at the guy from the passenger seat.  "Just drive the car and don't say anything, please.  Or do you not want to get paid?"
He met my eyes in the mirror, and I hoped my expression showed my gratitude.  I knew I could rely on Luke to defend me if I needed it, and that was a comforting thought.
"Ashton and Calum are already there," Hannah told us, and I was slightly surprised to hear that Calum was coming.  He'd blown off the day with us, but I guess he couldn't turn down a night out.
When we arrived, I saw how big the club is and my jaw dropped.  I could hear the hammering music from outside, and watched as bodies waded in and out of the door.  Hannah stuck close by my side, with Michael and Luke leading the way.  I smiled nervously at the bouncer, who met my eyes with a blank expression.
Bright lights danced across bodies glowing with sweat, and a crowded dance floor pulsed with the heartbeats of dozens of people.  Girls hung onto guys, guys held onto girls.  Tables were piled high with empty glasses and bottles, and everyone's eyes were dull with a buzz.
I couldn't help but smile, and Hannah grabbed my hand as she led us through the throng of people.  My body itched to join them and dance, the music almost as intoxicating as the alcohol at the bar.
We found our way to the back, where Ashton and Calum were at the bar drinking.  Ashton spotted Hannah and grabbed her for a big kiss, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle and grip his bicep.  Calum emptied his glass and turned to greet Michael and Luke.  His dark eyes raked down my body, face barely illuminated by the roving lights.  He looked good; black jeans and boots, his staple apparently.  But today he had a leather jacket hugging his broad shoulders, and the glint of rings showed on his fingers.  He looked like a shadow ready to melt into the background.
"How was your tour?" he asked, leaning back on his forearms against the tabletop.  I couldn't tell if his question was genuine or mocking, so I decided to answer honestly.
"It was great, I think I'm really gonna like it here."
He didn't react to my response, instead motioned to the bartender to get him another drink.
"You good here?" Hannah yelled over the music.  "I'm gonna go off with Ashton for a bit, but I'll be back to dance with you later, okay?"  I nodded, and the two of them soon dissolved in the crowd.  Michael and Luke recognized someone, and went over to talk.  I was fine with being alone, and took a seat at the bar.
The bartender had a kind smile and bright eyes.  "What can I get you?"
I drummed my fingers on the table, thinking.  I don't know, what's good?"
Someone scoffed next to me, and I glanced over at Calum.  I hadn't realized he was still here, and suddenly regretted my juvenile question.
"Get her a juice box or something, Joe," he said, knocking back his second glass of dark liquid.  He was probably already drunk, but I knew he'd be mean even if he was sober.
Feeling like I had to prove something, I straightened up and said firmly, "I'll take a tequila."
Calum didn't react, much to my disappointment.  I wasn't a crazy drinker, but I could handle my alcohol.  I actually quite liked getting drunk; the buzz made me happy and loopy, and everything was funny when I was drunk.
Joe poured me the drink, and I inhaled deeply before taking a sip.  It burned as it slid down my throat, but I didn't wince.  Calum's empty glass was refilled, and he lifted it in mock cheers.
"Where were you today?" I asked, voice getting slightly drowned out by the music.  Calum scowled at my question.
"Why?"
Shrugging, I replied,  "I don't know, you missed a fun day."
He took a big gulp of his drink.  "Why do you care?"
I blinked, deciding to be candid.  "I don't, I was just trying to be nice."  My answer must have surprised him, because he actually shifted to face me.
"What makes you think I want you to be nice to me?"  His freezing stare sent chills down my spine, and I took another swig for some liquid courage.
"Generally speaking people are supposed to be nice to one another, but I can see how you wouldn't understand that concept."  With that, I finished my drink and flipped my hair behind my shoulders.
"See you later, Calum," I said before striding off onto the dance floor to find Scarlett.  I spotted her dancing with Ashton, and she gave me a big drunken hug before jumping around with delight.
As my hips began to sway and I danced along to the music, I could feel the heat of someone's stare on me, but it only made me dance harder.
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boxed-n-bottled-arson · 5 years ago
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L.A.M.P Disney Moodboard!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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foreverfearlessred · 5 years ago
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Calum Hood is such a smiley bean and I would die for him send tweet
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luci-hemwin-evanson · 5 years ago
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5SOS: Were going live to listen to CALM
Calum, Michael & Luke on the live:
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