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I'mhere :

when John Doe

♱𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖓🦇♱༉‧₊ :

I LOVE THAT ARTISTTTT

Bat♥🖤 :

artist name now.

いちご :

Фд жив? 💋

PolillaDreams :

ray :

ATEE UR STYLE ALWAYS ETASS OMG

belle :

SO CUTE

❦Vɪᴄʞ0⭒ :

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johndoesonlytruelove :

My man:

Cinnxd :

Soo-jin :

eu amo o John doe

pyatifanovalellelel :

я везде где Джон Доу

Veenus Rosalyna :

Where did you get those images? 😭

Медведь@ :

а мне Джон Доу дороже родины

фрикус🇯🇲 :

а мне Джон Доу дороже родины

ray :

ATEE THIS LOOKS SO COOL

❦Vɪᴄʞ0⭒ :

I thought I was fine. I thought I could simply scroll. But then… there they were again. A glimpse. Just a flash of those eyes… those enormous, gleaming eyes that see straight into the trembling softest parts of my soul… and suddenly I’m not okay. I’m not me. I’m nothing but devotion in a human shell. Their smile is a natural disaster. Wild teeth in a chaotic grin that feels less like a facial expression and more like a warning label slapped on the sun. And yet I reach for it. Every time. And then, the repetition. That beautiful, maddening way they speak in triples, as if one word can’t possibly contain the intensity of what they’re feeling. Like their own emotions are too wild to stay in one sentence. And I understand it. I feel it too. Because “I love them” once doesn’t say enough. Not even three times would. There are no words big enough for what they are to me. They don’t brighten my world. They are my world. I am the moon, doomed and blessed to spin around them forever. I don’t orbit because I must… I do it because I need to. Because everything inside me calls to them like a prayer said too many times to be casual. I would marry them. I would bear their name. I would bear their children, or raise dragons with them, or build a shrine from my bones if it pleased them. I would live for them. I would die for them. I would unmake myself if it meant they'd smile again. This is not fandom. This is not obsession. This is romantic, passionate, feral worship. This has been a sacred reflection from Vick, chaos-touched, John-blessed. Let it be known: Vick kneels not out of weakness, but out of reverence. Vick chants in the silence, smiles in the madness, and burns quietly in devotion. You may scroll past, but when John Doe returns again… Vick shall be waiting. Eyes wide. Heart open. Unworthy, but never giving up.

──★ ˙🍎 ̟ !! :

live laugh love the stinky boy ❤️‍🩹