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Story Told In Gold ft Briana King Shot by theSundncekid.com

Thank you, John Nyman, and Carousel Mag for the close reading and kind words about my book: htt

Juan Lagares returning to his Gold Glove form will be key to our defense in 2018. atmlb.com/2

nymfanfic:Reference shots for the fabric(s?) and whitework detail of Belle’s blouse/chemise.

nymla:#throwback to this jackalope sneaking around in the northern forests in 2016.The sneaker in qu

[Sold]Wanted to show you the ceramic fungi paint palettes I made recently!You can see more pics of a

Caroline Eklund aka Nymla (Swedish, based Norrland, Sweden) - Creepy Rabbit Mask; Rabbit mask made o

Rainey  |  African American - GermanRepresented by NYMM

Rainey  |  African American - GermanRepresented by NYMM

deinocheirus:Like other Nymohs, Peneyote is polymorphic and takes on different forms based on her me

forsaken-spirits: A design trade with my pal @dickqrayson this time!! She wanted a water spirit/nymp

mind overrun with unnerving delusions, unable to comprehend realistic conclusions. they’re out to ge

when the sky is dark and stars are scattered up above us,when the night air is cool, the wind nothin

will you promise to stay until the sun comes up, until the sky black and littered with stars turns t

the world is overwhelming, i feel as if i’m melting. six feet under, bound and screaming,unable to s

my love is spare change,left behind in your pocket. a photograph keptin a lost heart shaped locket. 

shadows make me scream, i’m scared of what lurks beneath. bloody nails and broken teeth,unable to fa

is it unfair i want to call you mine?

when the sky is dark and stars are scattered up above us,when the night air is cool, the wind nothin

shadows make me scream, i’m scared of what lurks beneath. bloody nails and broken te

my love is spare change,left behind in your pocket. a photograph keptin a lost heart shaped loc

will you promise to stay until the sun comes up, until the sky black and littered with stars turns t

mind overrun with unnerving delusions, unable to comprehend realistic conclusions. they’r

is it unfair i want to call you mine?

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