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I want to have you tattooed on me. In True size. Every point copied; Pierced through my dermis and dotted under my skin. Line by line. Your soft curves imaged. The pretty picture you are. The artist has to capture your look and feel. Grasp the splendour of your character; without taking it from you whatsoever. You are far to untamable to be pinned down like that; there is a reason butterflies are being framed and lionesses not. Suddenly you stood there, and I was **** Nobody could forsee that I were yet to see a godess. They are not made as Beautifull as this anymore. Seldom before and with greater exception after.
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Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
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I want to have you tattooed on me. In True size. Every point copied; Pierced through my dermis and dotted under my skin. Line by line. Your soft curves imaged. The pretty picture you are. The artist has to capture your look and feel. Grasp the splendour of your character; without taking it from you whatsoever. You are far to untamable to be pinned down like that; there is a reason butterflies are being framed and lionesses not. Suddenly you stood there, and I was **** Nobody could forsee that I were yet to see a godess. They are not made as Beautifull as this anymore. Seldom before and with greater exception after.
An attempt to translate stumbeled Words I drew in dutch with incomparable results and the question whether it is or isn’t a succes.
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Androgyne
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
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