#yourhat

[m1kadrawz]

Late Valentine's Day template from @/Vivimoll from Twitter :3

💙💚🩷💛❤️🖤🩶🤍

[lynkapparel-blog]

One of the newest additions to our Lynk Hat Collection is our Ripstop. Cool breathable material that is super tough under all conditions. Adjustable velcro enclosure makes this hat fit all heads. Lynk name boldly embroidered on front with our signature off color Y ! This is an all round, go to hat that can be worn on or off the course. Soon to be added to the website. Lynk Family! Great wears! Day by day! #lynkapparelco #lynk #mensgolf #womensfitness #womensyoga #lynkapparelco #brand #logo #logoadayfor365 #hats #coloradoproud #profoundlycolorado #golfhats #besthat #yourhat (at Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0gyl-8lwFJ/?igshid=3k3780yd3ml0

[rottmntrulesall]

It’s okay if you don’t like me, not everyone has good taste.

- Lou Jitsu

[soulfuleyez]

THINK ABOUT IT.

READ ABOUT IT.

TAKE A SECOND.

YOUR LACK OF MERE THOUGHT.

YOUR BLAME.

HOW NOTHING IS YOUR FAULT.

LOOK AT YOURSELF.

WAKE UP.

GO BACK TO SLEEP.

PRAY ABOUT IT.

DO BETTER TOMORROW.

YOUR POINTING FINGER ASS

NOT GOING TO BLAME SHIT ON ME.

GET THE FCK ON DUMMY.

YES I AM TALKING TO YOU.

RE-READ ALL THESE WORDS IF YOU TRYING TO ACT CLUELESS 🕵🏽‍♀️

LIKE YOUR OBVIOUS.

YOU ARE THE NO BALANCE

SO DON’T YOUR HATE ON ME.

Joya

08.01.2021

#soulfuleyez #yourHate #nobalance #myArt

www.SoulfulEyez.com© Email: joya@soulfuleyez.com

https://www.soulfuleyez.com/2021/08/no-balance-equals-hate.html

[askthekingofclubs]

Surrender yourhat or i will sell your soul to another trader.

GO AWAY JOKER!! I’LL F-FIGHT YOU!!!

[troubledontlast1]

Luke 21:15 🔥Follow @troubledontlast on IG/Twitter/Snap for more🔥 Turn on Post Notification - Like - Comment - Share - Save #repost @instascripture ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ . . Follow: Subscribe to YouTube(in bio)👉🏾@my_daily_bible👈🏾 Subscribe to podcast(in bio)👉🏾@upliftpastcrossroads👈🏾 YouTube👉🏾@upliftwithdrj👈🏾 Fashion👉🏾@glamourmeetsgq👈🏾 . . 👤 Tag a friend who would like this page ⬇️ ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ #bible #bibleverse #bibleverses #god #debates #debating #arguments #arguing #facingopposition #facingyouropponents #facingyourfoes #facingenemies #facingyourenemies #arguingwithidiots #thewordofgod #godsword #thebible #holybible #opposition #enemies #yourenemies #haters #hatersgonnahate #hatershate #yourhates #receivinghate #amessagetoyourhaters #usethebible #usethewordofgod (at Hermitage, Tennessee) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_iNUz4lrKZ/?igshid=i0ly2gaxp5x8

[mrd-gvf]

So.. you say you want him happy. He is happy with Nat and sad without her, but instead wanting them together I see you're an anti... but want him happy... Then you want him happy the way YOU want it then, not happy in general. Don't use buckynat as a cover for yourhate. (And when you tag it as "antibuckynat" it appears in our tag. I don't know if you knew this)

I don’t like buckynat, the ship makes me uncomfortable. They’re both better off with other people and he was fine without her for years. The post won’t show up if you put a hashtag before what you’re searching.

[higurehige]

Lads if you're wearing a hat

I just gotta slapp it.

I gotta

[avramenko-daryna]

🎉Кто угадает какая погода была в момент этой фотосессии - попадет ко мне в сторис:) . 🙌🏼Угадывайте по максимуму точно, чтоб наверняка 😉 . 👉🏻 Погнали?) . . . #одесса #летосолнцежара #шторм #солнце #ветер #штиль ##yourhats #канотье #фотоуморя #travel_dara #blogger_dara #odessa #windyhair #wind #sea (at Odessa, Ukraine)

[omgentertainmentinc]

Its Happening... And Ain no Stopping it. #knightofpentacles #thagrizzwhatitiz #forward #movement #universe #rightandexact #nostoppingit #attraction #powers #biggerthan #yourhate 🔥🔥🔥

[hephilosopher-blog]

#yourlove #myweakness #yourhate #mystrength #brokenheart #brokenheartquotes #nightthoughts #wordsminsta #wordgasm #like4like

[princericosuave]

On that note off to work #Hustle #Until #yourhaters #ask #ifyou #are #hiring #workflow #hustlehard #PatriotsDay

[shardclan]

Copernicus dipped his scarf over the side of the progenitors massive back, and wiped himself down with the cool seawater. The sun bore down from the cloudless sky, and though it wasn't hot overall, he would have given a lot for a handful of mud to rub on his skin. he settled instead for dipping the scarf a second time and sucking the fresh water from the material.

They were well over half-way there. Most likely they would reach the Tsunami flats by nightfall and cross the rest of the way largely by foot. By this time tomorrow, they would probably be climbing the waterfall into the Sunbeam Ruins.

But he kept looking back. He couldn't help it. At first he felt guilty, but he saw Miscedence and Mamblory looking back as well, and so were the other younger dragons being ferried across the Sea of a Thousand Currents. It was impossible not to, because they weren’t the ones doing the hard work. They didn’t have to pay attention to where they were going, Norn or Brightrose would bring them food at regular intervals, and water was within reach at all times. In any other situation it would have been so idyllic it bordered on boring, but now it just left them plenty of time to worry.

The only one who wasn’t looking back, he noted, was Sphalerite.

No one was really sure how she’d ended up there. Presumably, she’d been with Tungsten, but Tungsten hadn’t been with the south route. Not that any of them had seen. Alternatively, she would only have been with the spirit who usually took care of her, but nobody had seen Magdaer either. Sphalerite had been the Arcane side of Windstar Bay when the group arrived, alone and bawling at the sky.

If Sunrise had not been with them, they probably wouldn’t have been able to get her moving at all. As it was, Sunrise was Tungsten’s trusted aide and nurse, and routinely handled smaller dragons, including Sphalerite, with her instruction.

“How is she?” he asked quietly, moving closer as gently but obviously as he could.

"Not good but not as bad as before,” said Sunrise. “It would be better if she could be with Tungsten.”

“That might not be true.” He looked off at the land, a mere blur in the distance behind them. “We don’t know which way she went. Besides, you’re the only person qualified to be doing this in her stead.”

Sunrise smiled demurely. “I don’t know if I’d call myself qualified, but I’m the most knowledgeable. And Sphalerite kinda knows me.”

A tiny, but irritated voice came from inside the orange bundle. “Iwannawashmymask.”

“Okay,” said Sunrise. “I don’t know if we have anything good to hold water in though. Can you wash it in my hat?”

Sphalerite tilted her head, as if considering, and then sagged. “No. Yourhat’spink.”

Copernicus glanced at Sunrise. “Has she always talked like that?”

“Of course not. But things are...well. You know.”

“Oh...” He looked back at Sphalerite. “Why does the color matter?”

She gave a long sigh through her nose, and clicked her claws rapidly against  her necklaces. “White.”

“It has to be washed in something white? What did you wash it in before?”

The clicking stopped. Her claws closed around a birdskull necklace, and she shrank back into her cloak.

Sunrise held up a wing to Copernicus’ mouth, and silently shook her head at him to discourage pursuing the answer. Instead, she went back to the original problem. “Miscedence has something white. I’ll go get it and you can wash your mask.”

“...’nk you,” came a little mumble.

By the time Sunrise came back, Sphalerite was clicking away at her necklaces again. She peeked to ensure that the item was in fact white, but Sunrise saw an unusual expression cross the wildclaw’s face.

“Is that not right, Sphalerite?”

Sphalerite pressed her nose into breastplate’s interior, but she seemed disappointed. Even though she took her mask off and gathered water into the breastplate and started carefully cleaning the mask, her chest was heaving. Before long, she threw it to the side in a fit of frustration and started to cry.

Sunrise was a little out of her depth, and could only ask the obvious question. “What’s wrong?”

“’s not Magdaer’s,” Sphalerite pouted.

Copernicus looked between them, confused. “Why would it be?”

Sphalerite glared at him. “Magdaer wore that white.”

“She wears alabaster armor you mean?”

“Wore,” she hissed.

Copernicus felt a headache coming on. He had been told that Sphalerite’s late arrival to speaking left her with some peculiar ways of saying things and yet here she was being insistent on tenses. “Is she wearing something different now?”

“She wears nothing now.”

The anger didn’t leave Sphalerite. It just seemed to hit a threshold and turn into more tears instead. While Sunrise and Copernicus stared at each other trying to see if they had both come to the same worrying conclusion about that turn of phrase, Sphalerite started to bawl.

[canyonsluna]

*sighs softly and scratches my neck* I thought yourhated me, and you have every right to. Don’t let this song act like rose colored glasses -H

Hate... hate is a very strong word Harry. I don’t hate you. Do I hate... what you did? Yes, of course I did.. *sighs quietly and fixes my bracelet* I don’t know.. I just I know that I miss you, so much and it’s okay if you don’t miss me either.. I just, therapy’s been helpful. Trying to get my feelings out..

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