All that glitters is not gold

Something's attractive exterior does not always indicate what it is really made of.

The teenager with the fancy car and designer clothes learned a hard lesson when he realized all that glitters is not gold – his parents were struggling financially to keep up appearances.

by Arminkshipper July 5, 2024

Oshea Jackson Is Angel Number Gold, Raymond Robles <Bane> Is Angel Number Silver, And Allison America Beatrice Christina Ferrera Robles Is Angel Number Bronze

Oshea Jackson Is Angel Number Gold, Raymond Robles <Bane> Is Angel Number Silver, And Allison America Beatrice Christina Ferrera Robles Is Angel Number Bronze

Oshea Jackson Is Angel Number Gold, Raymond Robles <Bane> Is Angel Number Silver, And Allison America Beatrice Christina Ferrera Robles Is Angel Number Bronze

by BicicletaRusa April 13, 2025

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by TheGeneralGenitalsPranksterian May 7, 2025

mrs. gold

An old cranky lady who hates technology

Mrs. Gold sucks

by Agga Bogga No No Africano November 15, 2017

Your mom will not be able and the golden ones will not play in the same way I am in india and time

Yes mam pls ask you to do with afsar ashwin sanjay and afsar are u happy pu to the world of the disease in a chil world all the real name of a trapezium of the disease that

Your mom will not be able and the golden ones will not play in the same way I am in india and time yes

by SafireX (GD) September 11, 2022

Mrs. Goldblatt

An English teacher who sings songs on her guitar on people's birthdays. Mrs. Goldblatt has an obsession with cats and eats monkeys in her free time.

Mrs. Goldblatt assigned us homework today

by ieatchocolatesauce April 24, 2023

Jonathan, my Gold

I hope merry this man, have beautiful and very, very, very smart kids and that we can trust, respect, love and support each other, like a dog and a homeless blind man. I love this man. He's the only one, in fact. But, he think he's not. In my heart, you are. And I'm so afraid, cause he is just too perfect to me - and not only to me, for sure... I don't want to lose him, for God's sake... But I'm just a frightened dog in the rain, waiting for him to come to my station. I don't think he will come at time. I will die, starving for his love.
However, I think I never had him and never will. I hope the angels listen to me weeping for him and bring his love to me at once or send me words to fill the void of a life without him, my beloved. Without him, I'm just me: a ghost, a shadow, a dying star in his blue distant eyes.

Jonathan, my Gold... You are like a God so beautiful you are, in every way (sighing)

by ssolombra January 5, 2024