٭About Nill٭
تولد تنها تیام زندگیمهههه
تولدت مبارککککک
تولدت مبارککککک
من تنها تیام زندگیشم🙂↕️
Forwarded from Hidden Chat
Happy birthday dear🩵
You're kinda my role model.
And u always make me want to know more about everything.
You're kinda my role model.
And u always make me want to know more about everything.
Hidden Chat
Happy birthday dear🩵 You're kinda my role model. And u always make me want to know more about everything.
وای من چیز خاصی نیستم بچهها من خیلی اشتباه تو زندگیم انجام دادم و خواهم داد ولی خوشحالم که باعث شدم دلت بخواد بیشتر بدونی *-*
دونستن خیلی چیز لذتبخشیه
دونستن خیلی چیز لذتبخشیه
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Forwarded from 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 (𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘)
Dear Tiam,
If you were a mythological god, you'd be the patron god of fire, knowledge, stories, and the guardian of souls. people would light a candle as an offering, and ask for your warm presence and protection to keep them company on long cold winter nights. they would gather around, and tell each other stories, and the tales passing through generations, from heart to heart, would be an offering to you. sometimes you appear to people as a delicate and agile fox. you would play around with travelers passing by the woods, or you would sit silently with someone who's lost in the maze of trees, and keep them company as they find their way back home again. you're alive in a thousand shared smiles and drinks over a bonfire, in the last bright embers afterwards, in a caress on the soft face of a loved one, and in between the pages of each and every book.
you're loved. you're cherished. you'll never be forgotten.
happy birthday🧡
If you were a mythological god, you'd be the patron god of fire, knowledge, stories, and the guardian of souls. people would light a candle as an offering, and ask for your warm presence and protection to keep them company on long cold winter nights. they would gather around, and tell each other stories, and the tales passing through generations, from heart to heart, would be an offering to you. sometimes you appear to people as a delicate and agile fox. you would play around with travelers passing by the woods, or you would sit silently with someone who's lost in the maze of trees, and keep them company as they find their way back home again. you're alive in a thousand shared smiles and drinks over a bonfire, in the last bright embers afterwards, in a caress on the soft face of a loved one, and in between the pages of each and every book.
you're loved. you're cherished. you'll never be forgotten.
happy birthday🧡
❤🔥1