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Rahul sen

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#ponytail😂

#ponytail😂

Sudeepa ahsas

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he ..never loved those fairy tales .....but, remains infatuated with your,cute,slashy, curled , ponytail.. _Sudeepa_ahsas #me n my wall art #ponytail lover#insta follow @Sudeepa_ahsas

he ..never loved those fairy tales .....but, remains infatuated with your,cute,slashy, curled , ponytail.. _Sudeepa_ahsas #me n my wall art #ponytail lover#insta follow @Sudeepa_ahsas

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The hair strands getting partitioned to make you look beautiful. That's why I make sure to tie the lovers in a ponytail. (Excerpt from an old post) #rapidfire #compromisein10words My favourite entries p

The hair strands getting partitioned to make you look beautiful. That's why I make sure to tie the lovers in a ponytail. (Excerpt from an old post) #rapidfire #compromisein10words My favourite entries p

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FIRST DATE - ON BUS STOP I was waiting for him on the escalator on one side of the road My Heart pumped at the highest rate when all at on

FIRST DATE - ON BUS STOP I was waiting for him on the escalator on one side of the road My Heart pumped at the highest rate when all at on

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Hey dad, With you by my side I don't miss her anymore. //caption— % & ACHES OF A SINGLE FATHER My dad would be so good a juggler If duties were balls somehow; For, when I go to school every morn They are at

Hey dad, With you by my side I don't miss her anymore. //caption— % & ACHES OF A SINGLE FATHER My dad would be so good a juggler If duties were balls somehow; For, when I go to school every morn They are at

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° you were the lost writer in me ° I thought you would make my braids, not allowing me to go to school in a ponytail. But you were my father's wife, not the mother you said to be. You were the lost writer in me. ( caption ) ° you were the lost writer in me ° When the night came along, you disappeared as the leaf after falling from the tree. I thought you to be

° you were the lost writer in me ° I thought you would make my braids, not allowing me to go to school in a ponytail. But you were my father's wife, not the mother you said to be. You were the lost writer in me. ( caption ) ° you were the lost writer in me ° When the night came along, you disappeared as the leaf after falling from the tree. I thought you to be

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°° I am just a daughter °° ( caption) °° I am just a daughter °° Looking at the screen of my phone, I felt such a relief walking in my veins. No it wasn't because

°° I am just a daughter °° ( caption) °° I am just a daughter °° Looking at the screen of my phone, I felt such a relief walking in my veins. No it wasn't because

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•• I - an anagapesis cliche •• There was a time when I was so much more than just a personal pronoun, it wasn't just a syllable so temporary, hoping from one soul to another. It was the song of the rustling trees, a symphony in itself which brought forth nothing but the sheer bliss of being someone who is different from all. The joy of existing. Of existence. Not mere survival. | Caption | •• I - an anagapesis cliche •• There was a time when I was so much more than just a personal pronoun, it wasn't just a syllable so temporar

•• I - an anagapesis cliche •• There was a time when I was so much more than just a personal pronoun, it wasn't just a syllable so temporary, hoping from one soul to another. It was the song of the rustling trees, a symphony in itself which brought forth nothing but the sheer bliss of being someone who is different from all. The joy of existing. Of existence. Not mere survival. | Caption | •• I - an anagapesis cliche •• There was a time when I was so much more than just a personal pronoun, it wasn't just a syllable so temporar

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That which is important may not be beautiful, but here in my closed room all that I can do is walk around searching for a shelter which can become my home. | Caption| ••Of creating a home•• That which is important may not be beautiful, but here in my closed room all that I can do is walk around searching

That which is important may not be beautiful, but here in my closed room all that I can do is walk around searching for a shelter which can become my home. | Caption| ••Of creating a home•• That which is important may not be beautiful, but here in my closed room all that I can do is walk around searching