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Live A Little

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what is the dog looking at

what is the dog looking at...

TRIBUTE TO THE TOLLGATE LEGENDARIES

The untold/unjustified lekki crises.

Stay

I hope you stay with me, until the very end. be true to me and don’t make pretend. like the bamboo who stand and bend— we will never break, we will never meet an end.

Cat Lovers

"We deal animals like humans and humans like animals."

Natural

Live is too short!

Indian cat

Nature lovers

Couple sketch 🔥

Young married couple

Sunset

Afternoon scroll from mountain sogeri down

Flower lovers

I love flowers so much,,,,,,,,,,,,,, flower are much good at home,,,,,,,,,,I have much flowers around my home

Plant lovers 🌿

Dog

Dog image

Bed of roses

medium: oil on canvas size: 3 by 4ft

⁣When two lovers look into each other's eyes, their heartbeats can synchronize.

Additionally, both partners showed similar patterns of heart rate and respiration, but women tended to adjust theirs to their partners more. This was true not only for physiological but for day-to-day emotional experiences as well.

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

Friendship trgedy

At that time I was in college and had spent almost my till that time quite unsolicited so I had no sense that what's true friendship is like or what love feels like. At that time I started talking with a boy on social media (Instagram) he was 6 months younger then me. He was sweet and very ambitious guy. He made me forget about my sorrows whenever I talked to him, at that time both of us were going to turn 18. During that time my sister got divorced and all of my family was greing by their self

Nature photography with Phone

Nature photography with Phone. am enthralled by stunning photos of nature. You probably are, too. Gorgeous images of landscapes, animals, plants, and exotic, undisturbed places adorn our walls as well as our advertisements, calendars, screen savers, and museum galleries. We all seem hooked.

Lovers

My life is like a forgotten memory bittersweet on the rarest of days Your arms steel bound;they draw me close Crumpled like dried up twigs my legs fail me Who shall I call when I can no longer find succour in you I thread this treachery, some call it love Others a ruined affair Passion unchecked blackens the heart and turns filth to gold Slowly your tight hold weakens Within me my feet suddenly gain strength Your arms were not power; they were a riddle

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