Mrenoir Nude Leaks
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My favorite shorts might be yours too [oc]
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dancing in the sunlight [oc]
I bet we can have a lot of fun if we stay home
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are you gonna help me? [oc]
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“Between the click of the light and the start of the dream…” [oc] [f]
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This is the look you’ll get when you first wake up 🖤 [oc]
"what matters most is how well you walk through the fire."
“To build up a library is to create a life. It’s never just a random collection of books."
“There are too many books I haven’t read, too many places I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough.”
Poetry is the way I (f)uck you when you’re gone
“and I’m building memories on things we have not said...”
“Melancholy is a sensual pleasure that is deliberately provoked. How many people shut themselves away to make themselves sadder, or to weep beside a stream, or choose a sentimental book! We are constantly building and unbuilding ourselves.”
first post here đź–¤
“my face is red from reading your red lips…”
read me your favorite book
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“I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others made o[f] me.”
“Every book is an image of solitude. It is a tangible object that one can pick up, put down, open, and close, and its words represent many months, if not many years, of one man’s solitude...”
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“Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you” [oc]
"nothing can match in lenght those limping, dreary days..."
do you like my skirt?
