The Apothecary Diaries | Mao Mao's paid leave.
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That year was filled with amber street lamps looming up high into the black abyss of the night sky, jumbled together with the sound of laughter echoing onto streets that were too busy being silent to stop us.
There’s something about being too young and stupid to care that unhooks you from the earth and lets you soar like Icarus when you’re fifteen and sneaking out into a dead town, movement in the stillest parts of the night.
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Cervexaría Letraria, Braga, 12/10/22
Beer lab Letraria, Braga, 12/10/22
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The moon in Romantic paintings
PS: Here you can download my Dark Academia article in PDF "link".
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It’s okay to still get sad about something you thought you’ve healed from.
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Just teach her uwu
WebToon: "Walpurgis Night ☾"
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