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No amount of potion will save me now. I've reached the end and there's no redemption for me. Even my guardian angel left me. I have no hope for the future, no love for the present and I can't remember my past. I wonder how longer I can take it.(گلوم درد میکنه بدبخت شدم.)

Titania by Edmond Tapissier (Late 19th - Early 20th Century)
#arthistory

the front seat of the car is a type of confessional i genuinely think that physically it’s easier to have hard conversations when you’re both facing forward, not having to look at each other. the catholic church knew this also

No wonder people are homophonic this shit is scary af

نصف بدبختیام سر تعارف کردن با بقیه‌اس

امروز دیدم اینو

عر زدم

آموزشیار مامانمو کشت

مامانتو آموزشیار

کاش مرگ

می‌دونی که باید به جای خوندن تحلیل شعر های کوهن نمونه سوال های گرامر رو تحلیل کنی؟