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Like a rose kissed by the morning sun, the beauty unfolds in quiet grace and each petal touched by the whisper of dawn, as if the world itself paused to admire the stillness of the opalescent moment.
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@Rosep
Consumed in the madness of loving Jaehyun
Bhackpink, Rosemarie W. York
Born February 11, 1997
Joined August 2012
- Dante marked the second circle for those undone by love’s desire. But if this is how I look when I pull you under, then maybe Hell was always the plan.
- Long before the clock strikes 3 a.m., I’ve already manifested everything I wrote; becoming the one you pretty-talk and ugly-cry to, only through the power of my live band performance.
00:00Bittersweet moments always hit at 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵From youtube.com - It has always been a moral imperative to yearn for a woman, and with the understanding that it takes two to tango, I assume the privilege of making the first move.
- I cherish myself enough to let She Walks in Beauty cross my mind while capturing them, or to imagine myself as a heroine from a Jane Austen novel.
- The legendary Four Great Beauties may soon have to make room for a new woman, now that my face has arrived on the scene, permitting me to live out the idiom ‘overthrow the state and city’ with body so hot, it could start a war.
- Just a girl in the passenger seat on her way to earn another 5 years of life, because every time I Dance All Night and sweat my heartbreak out, something in me heals. Science might be at a loss for answer, but this video speaks volumes.
00:00 - You understand the assignment if you recognize who I’m channeling. But this time, I’m not waiting around behind the castle walls. Women take the lead these days, and lucky for you, I happen to be the real crowd-pleaser. Waiting? That’s not in my playbook.
- “And they lived happily ever after” might be the norm for romantic novels of manners, but in my personal lexicon, “they” refers to my freedom to treat putting on makeup like therapy and getting lost in good literature that turns me into a victim of excessive reading disorder.
- And God said, “Love your enemy,” then I obeyed him and loved myself. Kahlil wrote it first, but I’ve simply been living the poetry ever since. Should you find yourself wondering why that same gown keeps showing up, well… self-love has its favorite outfits.
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- If the word ‘Spotted’ reaches your ears, perhaps the Upper East Side really is keeping faith for the return of that certain Van der Woodsen. But her return was never in the script, and a new darling now rules the headlines.
- Cupid, the God of love, always bragging about his unfair treat. So, here I am, about to flip that script with a campaign so stunning, you won’t be able to look away—justice served, in the most irresistible way.
- Get in, girls. You’re going shopping for whatever it takes to survive the madness we’re about to drop in your lap.
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