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โ๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ ๐ โ๐๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐โ
โ i am a master manifestor and i see evidence of my intentions manifesting every single day
โ i am always confident and secure knowing im the only person who has free will and control in my reality
โ ppl can only think what i think, and do what i say theyโre going to do
โ i have full control over my life and how ppl interact with me
โ i always get the desires i know i deserve
โ i always get the treatment i want and know i deserve
โ i am always loved, adored, wanted, and incredibly chosen in my reality
โ i am always treated like a priority i am
โ my worth and value speaks for itself and i am forever immune of being taken advantage of
โ i always get the love and respect i deserve
โ the ppl in my life always show up and choose ME
โ i magnet for ppl who acknowledge my worth and value and who worship me like the god/goddess i am
โ everyone in my life always treats me like the priority and important asset i am
โ i am the person who ppl fully show up for
โ i feel really show up for and taken care of
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Imagine being loved. imagine bringing a smile to someoneโs face. imagine being the shape they look for in a crowd. imagine they way you arrive in their thoughts unprompted. imagine the way they laugh, remembering. imagine being loved. imagine being adored. imagine pulling the sun down to give it to them in your smile. imagine being their constellation. imagine it. imagine the way they smile around your name. imagine the way every step becomes lighter if you are by their side. to be loved to be known to be adored. imagine. to be loved.ย
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NEEDING ASSURANCE WEโRE LOVED! ๐๐๐
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I'm Gay
When I was eight years old, I wrote my first poem. I remember the moment the words came to me. I was lying in bed at night, the lines rattling through my brain, startling sleep away. I turned on my pencil-shaped bedside lamp, grabbed my pink diary and huddled up underneath the little roses on my wallpaper to scribble the words down before they were lost to me forever. I re-read them over and over, letting them seep into my mind as I drifted off to sleep, so full of mystery and fascination at this new craft that had opened up to me.
The next day, I showed the poem to my mother. It was a love poem, and the only thing she said was, โWhy is this written to a woman?โ
I didnโt know.
In high school, I also didnโt know why I enjoyed turning around in psychology class to chat with the girl with the cool beaded purse who sat behind me. I didnโt get it why I was so tongue tied around the girl in college with the mousy brown hair and soft floral skirts. After graduation, I still didnโt understand why the scrawny girl with facial piercing who I worked with at the coffeeshop held such a deep place in my heart that Iโd give anything to make her smile.
The day I nervously confessed to my parents that I no longer wanted to be in the Church of Christ, the religion theyโd raised me in, and that Iโd been going to an Episcopal church, they laughed in relief.
โWe were worried you were going to tell us you were a lesbian,โ they said, wiping tears of joy from their eyes.
It never occurred to me that I could be a lesbian because I was attracted to guys. I didnโt realize that bisexuality was a thing. It wasnโt until 2016 that I started to face the truth about myself. After the attack on the Pulse nightclub, I felt deeply and inexplicably unsafe, and after months of soul searching, I came to realize it was because the people who had been attacked, the LGBT men and women, I was part of their community. They were me. I was LGBT.
As part of my journey, I was asked to exhibit my art at the Pierce County AIDS Foundation. I wanted to share something that was representative of the LGBT community, and thatโs how my Affectionate Animal series was born. I chose vintage photos as my source images because I loved the nostalgic feeling they evoked. I wanted to offer the feeling that being gay was a normal thing.
The funny thing is: when I painted these first nine couples, I didnโt yet realize my own truth.
Coming out to myself was about self acceptance. When I told Matt, he asked me what this meant for our marriage. I said it meant nothing: instead of choosing him over half the world population, it meant I chose him over all of the world population. But when Matt left me (for other reasons), some of my close friends whom Iโd trusted with my secret blamed me for him leaving. โHeโs been through a lot,โ they said.
I was scared to tell anyone. For a long time I only told people who were gay, and I spent a lot of time online, on tumblr, living an invisible life, coming to terms with what my sexuality meant.
Thatโs where I met my first girlfriend. She flew cross country to visit me and I flew cross country to visit her. We fell in love with each other and each otherโs kids, and I was going to fly out with the girls to spend Christmas with her, until she broke up with me suddenly and then blocked my phone number before ever explaining why everything was ending.
They say your first heartbreak after a divorce is the worst. When you get divorced, thereโs too much other stuff in the way that inhibits the grieving process, so when your first heartbreak after divorce hits you, all that pent up grief rears its ugly head and devastates you. In short, thatโs what happened to me. I couldnโt sleep. I couldnโt eat. I kept throwing up for weeks. I lashed out at people, then became disgusted with myself for acting like such a monster and fell into a pit of despair. My body felt like knives were stabbing me, raking my arms from the inside out. My chest felt cavernous. I felt beyond gutted. I felt like I was in tatters.
God bless my therapist, because she texted with me through the worst of it, assuring me that this is what grief felt like. Iโd tell her I was scared of the depression. She said I was strong enough to weather a little depression. I took comfort in that. Deep down I knew she was right.
I started cleaning my house. It wasnโt much, but a little every day gave me a sense of normalcy. I signed up for the Motivated Moms checklist so that I wouldnโt have to think about what I was supposed to do. I could just do it.
On Friday, my checklist said to spend time on a craft or hobby. I spent more time scratching my head trying to figure out what I was interested in than I did playing my guitar once I finally remembered I liked to sing. On Sunday I was paralyzed by the suggestion to pamper myself. How does someone pamper themselves? I googled it and read dozens of suggestions before I felt inspired by the suggestion to give myself flowers.
Iโd always thought that, when I was with my girlfriend for Valentineโs Day, weโd do some sappy romantic thing, and Iโd post sappy pictures & let people draw whatever conclusions they wanted to about our relationship. Now that Iโm single again, I guess Iโm coming out of the closet anyways. Iโm not doing it for another person. Iโm doing it for myself. Because, at the end of the day, lovers come and go, but there is one person who will love me for my entire life, and that person is me. And it doesnโt take a parent or a husband or a girlfriend to validate my loveliness. I am loved. I am darling. And I am complete, just as I am.
I donโt know why God made me this way, but this is the way I am. I donโt fall in love with people because of whatโs in their pants, but because of whatโs in their heart. So, in closing, Iโd like to share with you the poem I wrote when I was eight years old, long before I knew what the depths of my heartache might bring:
Beauty
Your eyes sparkle in the moonlight,
Your legs tremble fast,
Your voice can sing the wonders,
And your ears can hear me laugh,
Your nose smells the flowers that I bring to you in prize,
Your legs can run freely,
And your hands can hold my thighs.
But youโre the one in my mind,
The wonders that I dream,
For you are so beautiful,
The wonders of my dreams.
I like to think that, maybe, the woman Iโd written it for was, in fact, myself.
[ This essay first appeared on my blog on February 14, 2019, and it is how I came out publicly to my friends, family and the world. I want to repost it here to tumblr in the hopes that it might resonate with you. ]
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"I am beautiful. Repeat that.. I am beautiful. I am loved. I am the universe and I love myself, so the universe is bringing me good things in abundance.. I respect me, I am deserving of respect. I am beautiful, I am alive and well.. I am manifesting good things. I am amazing in so many ways that the universe can't keep count. I will overwhelm the world with my positivity and I am deserving of love.. good things will find me. They always do."
Just some affirmations for the day - eUรซ
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It always feels nice to go to my sister in-law's house because I can finally be the favorite uncle haha. At least I can finally be someone's favorite ๐ฅฒ
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my deepest wish right now is to be found by someone genuine. someone who sees all my cracks and doesnโt throw me away. someone whoโs love is unconditional. who is kind to me even if i make choices they donโt understand. someone who sees the little girl still crying and scared who doesnโt know any better than to lash out, and wipes her tears and takes her hand and tells her itโs okay.
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I know love exists because we are full of it๐
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๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐
๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฎ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ข ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌโ๐ฌ โ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒโ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ณ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ข ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ:)
๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐จ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ.
๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐:
โค๏ธ๏ธ ๐
๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฆ. ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐ญ๐
โค๏ธ๏ธ ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐, ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฑ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง โ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐โ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐, ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ญ
โค๏ธ๏ธ ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ง๐/๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ, ๐ ๐จ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐, ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ
โค๏ธ๏ธ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ง!! ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง<๐๐๐
โค๏ธ๏ธ ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ!!! ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ โ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌโ ๐จ๐ซ โ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ข๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐโ ๐๐ญ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ซ/๐๐ง๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐๐๐ฌ
๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ข ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฒ
๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ฒ!! ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ?
๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ค๐๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ณ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐, ๐๐ง๐ฑ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐
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โ๐ข ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ โ
โ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ฌโ
๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ @๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐ฅ
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ข ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ค๐๐ฒ?
๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ!! ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ!!๐๐ซถ
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Rating the inedible things I have consumed
Light blue sticky note: 9/10 tasted fine, sticky part was spicy ๐
Light pink sticky note: 100/10 TORTILLA CHIP โค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
Bright pink sticky note: -10000/10 JAOEIEBLEL I COULDNR FEEL MY MOUTH FOR THE REST OF THE DAY ๐ก๐ก๐ก๐ก๐คฌ๐คฌ๐คฌ๐คฌ
Sunscreen: 5/10 bitter ๐ but I expected that. I got really drowsy and my heart got fastโฆ ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ
Orange hand sanitizer: 8/10 tasted okay, COULDNT FREL MOUTH, HEART FAST, TIRED so yeah ๐ซ
Normal hand sanitizer: 15/10 tasted horrible but I liked it??? A lot better that the orange one. Same effects, would do again ๐พ๐พ๐พ
Note book paper: 9/10 boring ๐
Ink: 12/10 GOT TYE POPULAR KID CONCERNED AND THEY INTERACTED WITH ME ๐คฉ๐คฉ๐คฉ๐คฉ but my organs felt weird the rest of the day, I moved up on the social ladder ๐๐๐
Plastic straw: 6/10 wasnโt too interesting, people got mad at me tho ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ
Magnet; 9/10 accident ๐๐๐
Leaf: -1000000/10 IT WAS SOMEWHAT EDIBLE AND THAT AMKES ME MAD ๐คฌ๐คฌ๐คฌ๐คฌ
History textbook: okay ๐ 4/10 got in trouble for defacing school property ๐ซค
Glitter: 7/10 orange ๐คค๐คค๐คค๐๐๐
I refuse to eat real food ๐ก
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I love receiving texts like this. They're rare so I know they're real and genuine from the people I get them from.
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reading thru my album of encouraging messages to give myself confidence for a comp convo tomorrow and like fuck my workplace is such a shitshow as they all are but I do it every day for these guys ๐
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"With you in my heart, I always know I will be loved.. no matter how many people hate me."
Some people just need to experience love to understand - eUรซ
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*turns you into a worm*
*happy worm sfx*
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