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Ariel Gracinhas™
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@ari.baby parte 2
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tem nem graça fazer esse
November 7, 2025 at 3:48 AM
ariariariel.bsky.social
cachinho cachinho cachinho
eu (branca, cabelo cacheado castanho claro, com top cropped preto e calça xadrez branca preta e vermelha) tirando selfie no espelho do banheiro
September 12, 2025 at 6:05 PM
ariariariel.bsky.social
roleplay de vida real
A successful afternoon You set up an open seminar on a grassy patch between the two colleges: Summerset and Benthic. A number of students gather to hear you speak. Some quickly grow distracted, a few at the edges nonchalantly drift away from the group. But others realise the import of your theories and take frantic notes; their eyes shine with comprehension. At the end of the talk, a senior lecturer approaches you. "This is utterly remarkable material. I hope we can hear more. For what it's worth, I've a few connections at the university; I'll put in a word, my Lady. I hope we have you here again soon.
August 28, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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Print de mensagens no whatsapp "Minha amiga Ari tão linda mds Ela parece um solzinho vei"
August 24, 2025 at 1:19 AM
ariariariel.bsky.social
ai esse jogo......
"Goodbye" For words do not exist to describe the understanding that you will never see someone again. That you will never again speak to them, or laugh with them, or learn from them. That the memory of them – their face, their voice – will dim with disuse. That they will never again annoy you (however much you might want them to) or comfort you, or need you. That you will never again know they are in the room the way you once knew, even without looking, because they have gone to other, farther rooms, and you cannot follow them. It does not matter what is said to pry apart that approaching absence. It matters only that you have a chance to say it. To say those things that you would always regret not saying. Two days later, there is a funeral. It is time for Mr. Berke's funeral.
August 6, 2025 at 4:19 AM
ariariariel.bsky.social
tirei a barba mas literalmente eu
Eu (branca, cabelo longo e cacheado) de moletom rosa, shortinho preto e meia alta de gatinho
July 13, 2025 at 7:30 PM
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Na época foi tudo tão horrível e desesperador que eu não tive a percepção de que realmente aprendi a mexer com multiplayer, só fiz tudo que conseguia pra passar (e sobreviver i guess)

Quem diria que depois de me formar receberia esse tipo de mensagem
print de mensagens no whatsapp Eu: "queria dizer que o grosso já foi, tá funcionando bonitinho o pós partida" Outra pessoa: "Opa QUE ISSO A maquina" Print de mensagens no whatsapp "Insano Você é a melhor do mundo"
June 27, 2025 at 1:22 PM