ꗃ azaleia nicander.
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role [ est. 2000 ] .. » ⍟ resounds with an infectious joy, offering a glimpse into the wondrous essence he embodies. dazzles with 𝐄izlan 𝐍icander, fervor of the dawning sun.
In your eyes, the poetry of love unfolds, timeless and tender, as we dance through the echoes of eternity together. In the grand theater of life's vast play, may our love be the enduring star, come what may,
forevermore, joshnny.bsky.social
forevermore, joshnny.bsky.social
July 3, 2024 at 5:46 PM
In your eyes, the poetry of love unfolds, timeless and tender, as we dance through the echoes of eternity together. In the grand theater of life's vast play, may our love be the enduring star, come what may,
forevermore, joshnny.bsky.social
forevermore, joshnny.bsky.social
July 2, 2024 at 8:27 AM
June 20, 2024 at 1:36 PM
June 20, 2024 at 12:52 PM
In the garden of our shared moments, every flower blooms, with you, even in the darkest days, there’s no room for gloom. Your laughter is the summer rain that washes away my fears, Eizlan Nicander, with you, I shed my deepest tears.
je t’aime, joshnny.bsky.social
je t’aime, joshnny.bsky.social
June 20, 2024 at 12:37 PM
In the garden of our shared moments, every flower blooms, with you, even in the darkest days, there’s no room for gloom. Your laughter is the summer rain that washes away my fears, Eizlan Nicander, with you, I shed my deepest tears.
je t’aime, joshnny.bsky.social
je t’aime, joshnny.bsky.social
𝓐. dive into the renewed elegance of my bluesky realm!¡ ˖ ࣪ 𝇋♡︎𝇌
June 20, 2024 at 8:30 AM
𝓐. dive into the renewed elegance of my bluesky realm!¡ ˖ ࣪ 𝇋♡︎𝇌
Around a table where laughter rings, and flavors dance on eager tongues' springs. Each dish a tale, a culinary delight, shared with friends, hearts light, in the symphony of flavors we explore, a feast of memories we adore.
June 19, 2024 at 5:19 AM
Around a table where laughter rings, and flavors dance on eager tongues' springs. Each dish a tale, a culinary delight, shared with friends, hearts light, in the symphony of flavors we explore, a feast of memories we adore.
Temples whisper secrets old, in gardens bathed in moonlight gold, where cherry blossoms once unfold, and memories of legends told. In Nagoya's embrace, the night unfolds, a tapestry of culture, bright and bold, where echoes of tradition are retold, in every story, new and old.
June 19, 2024 at 5:16 AM
Temples whisper secrets old, in gardens bathed in moonlight gold, where cherry blossoms once unfold, and memories of legends told. In Nagoya's embrace, the night unfolds, a tapestry of culture, bright and bold, where echoes of tradition are retold, in every story, new and old.
Beneath Nagoya's starlit sky, a city alive with tales untold, where ancient whispers softly sigh, and modern dreams take hold. Lights dance on tranquil streets below, reflecting on the river's flow, where history and future glow, in Nagoya's timeless show.
June 19, 2024 at 5:15 AM
Beneath Nagoya's starlit sky, a city alive with tales untold, where ancient whispers softly sigh, and modern dreams take hold. Lights dance on tranquil streets below, reflecting on the river's flow, where history and future glow, in Nagoya's timeless show.
In the gentle glow of candlelight's embrace, my hoobae and I find solace in this space, around the table, where stories interlace, in shared moments, time's steady pace. In this symphony of laughter and cuisine, we cherish each other, as stars gleam, in the beauty of friendship, endlessly serene.
June 19, 2024 at 5:11 AM
In the gentle glow of candlelight's embrace, my hoobae and I find solace in this space, around the table, where stories interlace, in shared moments, time's steady pace. In this symphony of laughter and cuisine, we cherish each other, as stars gleam, in the beauty of friendship, endlessly serene.
Each dish a story, rich and sweet, memories crafted in each bite we meet, around the table, time retreats, in laughter and joy, our hearts beat. With every taste, a bond we weave, in this moment, we believe, that here, with friends, we never leave, in the embrace of evening's eve.
June 19, 2024 at 5:07 AM
Each dish a story, rich and sweet, memories crafted in each bite we meet, around the table, time retreats, in laughter and joy, our hearts beat. With every taste, a bond we weave, in this moment, we believe, that here, with friends, we never leave, in the embrace of evening's eve.
Amidst laughter and stories shared, we gather round a table fair, a feast of flavors, rich and rare, with friends whose presence warms the air. Each bite a melody, each sip a song, in this moment, where we belong, we savor joy, pure and strong, as time with friends drifts along.
June 19, 2024 at 5:05 AM
Amidst laughter and stories shared, we gather round a table fair, a feast of flavors, rich and rare, with friends whose presence warms the air. Each bite a melody, each sip a song, in this moment, where we belong, we savor joy, pure and strong, as time with friends drifts along.
gathered 'round the table, stories in each bite, a feast of flavors, a symphony of delight. laughter like seasoning, sprinkled with care, moments cherished, memories we share.
June 19, 2024 at 5:01 AM
gathered 'round the table, stories in each bite, a feast of flavors, a symphony of delight. laughter like seasoning, sprinkled with care, moments cherished, memories we share.
Today's agenda: harmonizing with my groupmates in a symphony of practice and poetry.
June 19, 2024 at 4:59 AM
Today's agenda: harmonizing with my groupmates in a symphony of practice and poetry.
Along the Dotonbori canal, reflections of vibrant signs ripple in the water, painting dreams upon its surface. Here, under the Osaka moon, every moment feels timeless, every corner a story waiting to be discovered.
June 18, 2024 at 4:01 PM
Along the Dotonbori canal, reflections of vibrant signs ripple in the water, painting dreams upon its surface. Here, under the Osaka moon, every moment feels timeless, every corner a story waiting to be discovered.
In Osaka, night is a canvas painted with the vibrancy of human connection, where every sight and sound weaves together into a tapestry of memories, leaving an indelible mark on the soul.
June 18, 2024 at 4:00 PM
In Osaka, night is a canvas painted with the vibrancy of human connection, where every sight and sound weaves together into a tapestry of memories, leaving an indelible mark on the soul.
Amidst the clinking of glasses and the murmur of hushed conversations, we find ourselves lost in the artistry of fine dining, where the soul is nourished as much as the body.
June 18, 2024 at 3:56 PM
Amidst the clinking of glasses and the murmur of hushed conversations, we find ourselves lost in the artistry of fine dining, where the soul is nourished as much as the body.
In the soft glow of candlelight, we embark on a culinary odyssey, where each dish is a symphony of flavors, and every bite whispers tales of distant lands and meticulous craft.
June 18, 2024 at 3:55 PM
In the soft glow of candlelight, we embark on a culinary odyssey, where each dish is a symphony of flavors, and every bite whispers tales of distant lands and meticulous craft.
in every corner, whispers sigh, underneath the vast, open sky. the town, a poem yet to end, In every moment, life extends.
June 18, 2024 at 3:47 PM
in every corner, whispers sigh, underneath the vast, open sky. the town, a poem yet to end, In every moment, life extends.
a sanctuary in time and space. market stalls with colors bright, painting scenes in morning light. children's laughter fills the air, as they dance without a care.
June 18, 2024 at 3:46 PM
a sanctuary in time and space. market stalls with colors bright, painting scenes in morning light. children's laughter fills the air, as they dance without a care.
beneath the moon's soft, silver gleam, dreams awaken, hopes redeem. in every corner, whispers hum, a symphony of ages, yet to come. so stroll with wonder, heart unbound, in this town where magic's found. for in each step, a verse unfolds, in poetic ways, the town beholds.
June 18, 2024 at 3:45 PM
beneath the moon's soft, silver gleam, dreams awaken, hopes redeem. in every corner, whispers hum, a symphony of ages, yet to come. so stroll with wonder, heart unbound, in this town where magic's found. for in each step, a verse unfolds, in poetic ways, the town beholds.
in the town where time winds slow, streets whisper secrets as they go. windows framed with stories old, each tale a thread in life's rich fold. shadows dance on cobblestone, echoes of the past are sewn. lampposts flicker, stars above, guiding wanderers with gentle love.
June 18, 2024 at 3:42 PM
in the town where time winds slow, streets whisper secrets as they go. windows framed with stories old, each tale a thread in life's rich fold. shadows dance on cobblestone, echoes of the past are sewn. lampposts flicker, stars above, guiding wanderers with gentle love.