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Cindy was emerging from the fog. All she had left was a sense of disgust. Why would she be disgusted? Here she was with her amazing huge slut tits taking care of the most amazing Cock she had ever seen. Maybe she was disgusted with herself for not being
Standing in His shadow (Christ the Redeemer statue, Corcovado Mountain, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil)
littlebambieyesxo: (via imgTumble) This is the Shedd Aquarium in Chicago! :D HA HA HA HA! I HAVE RUINED THE MYSTIQUE FOR ALL OF YOU!
anqvish: not my picture just my edit. please don’t remove the caption ;*
who-: I went to the blue mountains today The fog was so thick that everything looked infinite
disminucion: The tree in the fog, Dae-heung Kang
ponderation: The bay under the fog by Moreno Geremetta
loveandother4-letterwords: ‘When the mirror of life gets dirty with the fog of reality ..just try wiping it with your faith. You will get a clear reflection of your dreams once again”
dildosatisfaction: thefogofdesire: The Fog. Balls-deep ….twice the fun
bl-ossomed: I love early mornings when I wake up and I can’t see outside my living room windows because the fog is blocking the view, so beautiful.
A newspaper photographer was trying to take a picture of the fog looking over Wuhan Yangtze River in Wuhan, at Hubei province in China. In the background you will notice a body falling. It unbelievable how so many words a photo can say. People getting
season-0f-the-witch: The Fog Returns #2 (by BamaWester)
Karina as Wind Rangerphoto and the whole costume are made by me
ingenuecloud: Art history meme || colours - lilac “Waterloo Bridge. Effect Of The Fog” Claude Monet “The Feathered Fan” Vittorio Matteo Corcos From “Le Roi De La Lune” Yoshitaka Amano “Flora” Louise Abbéma
leerhodes: Back in Asheville for a few days. These were taken from Craggy Gardens about 20 miles north of town off the Blue Ridge Parkway. I use to park my van out there and sleep sometimes. It was beautiful to watch the fog roll in. One time I was
actualjesus: The Wombats - Jump Into The Fog
“Do you ever feel that way?“"Lonely?”I search for the words. “Restless. As if you haven’t really met yourself yet. As is you’d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt - ‘Ah! There I Am! I’ve
“Do you ever feel that way?““Lonely?”I search for the words. “Restless. As if you haven’t really met yourself yet. As if you’d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt - ‘Ah! There I Am! I’ve been missing that piece!’
turingapple: the sleeper who came in from the fog (by alfred agostinelli) shot with diana mini
thefrenchguidoune: Can you hear the voices of the fog..
tempories: A Fog Over Knife River by ~intao Don’t remove the credits, please
wishbzne: plainwater: essays and poetry — the interviews (III), anne carson [ID: “I: Do you dream of herM: No I dream of headlights soaking through the fog on a cold spring night” end ID]
wtfarraki: If you die while on Darkmoon Island, take a walk around and speak to the local ghosts. Most of them know that they’re dead. Some don’t. All of them appear as sparkles floating through the fog if you’re alive.(Click the pictures to read
rnobots: lucille-is-a-vampire-bat: the-fog-is-rising: lucille-is-a-vampire-bat: does any1 remember the replacements i do wait how did they have ginger children jfc thEY ARE ADOPTED dID YOU EVEN PAY ATTENTION IN THE THEME SONG???!
prince-edi: Persona 3: Gun shaped evokers to remind everyone of the inevitable reality of death and to accept your mortality. Persona 4: Glasses to see past the fog of deception and to uncover the truth. Persona 5: Masks to fight evil by moonlight, win
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dare-for-distances: The fog caused the fireworks to change the sky color
evandash:ghostingrose:stupidbeecandle:drinkyourjuiceshelby: I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job. There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept. The line represented how close you could get
stupidbeecandle:mcnerds: ghostingrose:stupidbeecandle:drinkyourjuiceshelby: I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job. There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept. The line represented how
quarkmaster: Defeated Wrong Neighborhood Into the Fog Wood elf The King and the Warlord Milek Jakubiec
dwellingscorpio: ghoulfuccker: janehopperwheeler: the-true-princess-of-heaven: catherinehardwicke: catherinehardwicke: opening your windows mid-autumn while it’s raining and the fog is laying low and all you can see is the lush green of trees
A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key.
mothcutie: the fog here is thick enough to feel on yr skin; it’s the most refreshing thing to wake up and walk outside straight into. (please don’t remove this text/ keep the credit intact)
Get the fuck out of my head.Dissipate from my remembrances. Vanish from my consciousness.Disappear, fade away, depart eternally.I no longer wish for you to inhabit my thoughts. You linger, and I can still see you amidst the fog that harbors in the
emerald-of-the-eight: Rain in the backyard, you can see the fog come in which is super cool!
purplebuddhaquotes: “Tell me what’s the difference between hope and waiting because my heart doesn’t know It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope” — Anna Kamieńska
askun: ridiculouslybeautifulreborn: Edina Pantinchin I used to do this a lot in my apartment in SF, the fog is forever certain times of the year and when the sun would shine I would just sit naked and let my skin soak it all in . . .
redslug: The fog covering the lands moths originate from led to entire armies losing their way and dying where nobody would find them. Meanwhile the locals can fly through it and easily reach their target. How this is done is a secret to everyone but
l-ovelyscars: this-is—the-memory: autodestruct: A newspaper photographer was trying to take a picture of the fog looking over Wuhan Yangtze River in Wuhan, at Hubei province in China.In the background you will notice a body falling. It unbelievable
oldfarmhouse: The fog rolls along the mountains, surrounding but not engulfing me. Our little farmhouse sits on a gentle hill. It looks peaceful and still, a sanctuary from the world. thefairviewfarmhouse
shy-sub-j:Tried to take a picture this morning an the way it turned out made it look like an oil painting lolBonus pic of the sun breaking thru the fog
It’s honestly so fascinating how religion rules over more and more in the usa, while at the same time people continue to lose their bearing in the fog of freedom chanting
greenillustion: Daily Beautiful Piece Post: Cosmic. This one calls you to higher places just by looking at it. Willing to bet if I look at the swirl long enough I’ll never come back out lol. Truthfully, I get such an ethereal vibe off this. The fog….the
bannableoffense: hypnoswriter:Melissa blinked as her shirt fell to the ground. Her eyes cleared of the fog that had clouded them, her mind seeming to reactivate after the hypnotic trigger had taken it offline leaving her blank and obedient. She smiled
metamorphesque:― E.M. Forster, Howards End[text ID: The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.]
laurenzuke: ON THE LAST EPISODE OF STEVEN UNIVERSE…. Trusts broken. Hearts betrayed. Clods, named. Will our favorite green gem fumble her way through the formative fogs of friendship?! FIND OUT THIS FRIDAY AT 5:30pm!
newlifeahead: The evening was young as it was still not yet morning, Funny thing time, it seems to escape so rapidly when with the right person. Oh how I wish it could suspend it’s rapid acceleration while the fog still holds us in her alluring embrace,
every-face-fits-on-mako: The fog of lost souls is like the shadow realm of the avatarverse
herliege: be-pleasing-always: i could see you in the distance i knew you were there waiting oh how long it took for the fog to clear so i could join your dance © words Cat / be-pleasing-always Someone sent me something the other day, which reminded
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