Georgios K.P Imagines.
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Hello guys this is for my favorite male artist George. I know he has passed but his legacy still lives on with me. Please no hate comments. I love you George ♥ these are interracial imagines as well. Please if any negativity take it somewhere else. This is only for the remembrance of Georgios Kyriaco Panayiotou. June 25, 1963-December 25, 2016. ?I will always love you. He passed on birthday, that's why my birthday is even more special then it is.
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