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Fã declarado do Button Poetry, principalmente os que falam sobre corações partidos. Corvinal de corpo e alma, provavelmente me formaria em T...
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You finally decide to act indifferently, not knowing whether he remembers or not, hoping for the latter. After all, that's all you can do. Twist. Monachopsis (English) 1. The subtle and persistent feeling of being out of place.
Maybe, just maybe, it was a stupid idea to take advantage of that moment, where his own weakness was exposed. But perhaps this moment of weakness was what was needed.
To horse lovers, here will be portrayed the love of its owner for a horse and the love of his horse for its owner, showing that when a horse's loyalty is earned, nothing can change that.
10 years ago, the Kingdom of Coralina fell. Everyone thinks the heiress died that night. Everyone is wrong. Coral is 15 years old, has a pink tail that shines too brightly, a broken necklace from her mother, and a father who keeps looking over his shoulder. On her first day at High Tide School, she meets her best friends and a blue-tailed prince who feels like he has seen her in a dream. What Coral doesn't yet know is that her past is coming back to find her. And that she is much more important than she imagines.
Alfredo is about to say goodbye to his best friend, with whom he is in love. It's the last summer before seeing him leave for college, and he needs to figure out how to deal with his emotions and not do anything desperate.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.