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reerguindo · 2 years
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algumas coisas mudam e a gente não tem como evitar.
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liolive · 8 months
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psicologizei · 2 years
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Idiotices da vida com relacionamento: viver uma idiotice de relacionamento de amizade , quando você pensa que a pessoa quer te conhecer para ter um relacionamento, e faz perguntas disparadoras para um começo de relacionamento, quando ela depois de um ano, ela se resolve que não quer mais! E que só quer amizade é que se assume que dá umas transadinhas com casadinhas, e beija na boquinha as amiguinhas, gosta de tirar fotos de nudez de mulheres, e que cada virgula, periodicamente foi assumida e declarada em tempos diferentes como a cada dois meses ou até três meses, só para ENROLAR e ATOLAR mais ainda a pessoa que quer um relacionamento sério de verdade. E esta pessoa enquanto isso tudo aconteceu, dispensou DEUS E O MUNDO INTEIRO para estar junto com esta pessoa para depois ela te dispensar sem mais nem menos.
DÁ NOJO de um tipo de pessoas deste tipo. Não é possível que DEUS pode colocar uma pessoa infernal destas no mundo, para enrolar e atolar a vida de uma pessoa! Aí meus Deus, tem piedade de mim senhor!
Da vontade de mandar está pessoa para o inferno com toda a certeza. Jogar na privada e dar descarga para nunca mais ver. Mesmo ela jogando a história que construiu com a pessoa, e não dar a menor importância para isso.
Sutilmente, ela irá esperar consequências de um comportamento recíproco, o espelho do que ela mesma fez! Sutilmente e levemente, sem ela perceber. Garanto que se quem está lendo isso ou eu quero mudanças na vida, concerteza irá para o lado contrário. E não para o mesmo sentido! O INFERNO ACONTECEU NA VIDA DA PESSOA E ELA NEM PERCEBEU!
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anditwentlikethis · 2 years
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Aposto todo o meu dinheiro (24 euros e 10 centimos que encontrei agora no bolso) que o Amorim vai embora antes de janeiro
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oceanstriology · 5 months
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Venci
Partir-te o coração
Magoar até senão
Ter-te na minha mão
Fazer novamente o teu tempo ser em vão
Exitirá alguém que realmente te complete ?
Ou ser uma gaja burra é só o que te compete
Tu não me entendes
Eu é que sou cego mas tu devias usar lentes
Mundo futuristico e conspiracionista
Até me dói lembrar que fui o teu maior acionista
Mas tu és malandra então faz te a pista
Diz que sou só uma carne na tua lista
Eu confirmo e como otário me afirmo
Essa jogada foi um mimo ❤️.
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valkyrievanessa · 8 months
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eu acabei seguindo a treta de lackadaisy e a Viv de helluva boss só pelo tumblr e tals, mas uma treta que não vi aqui mas vi lá no twitter, é transmisoginia no meio de lackadaisy... mas que droga!! Bom, eu vou só não ver o show quando sair e até a treta parecer resolvida, dizem que foi só uma pessoa só mas sei lá, dizem que mais gente dos produtores correram para defender a pessoa que fala e curte merda no twitter e eu não aguento mais lidar com isso naquela rede social, vou só evitar o show por um tempo principalmente depois que ele sair, esperar para ver o que rola.
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deadl21 · 1 year
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L- Infelizmente eu seria inútil até morto... afinal nem poderia servir de adubo estando dentro de um caixão.
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nonuwhore · 1 year
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VOCÊ É PAULISTANA??
simmm
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myeagleexpert · 2 months
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𝕸𝖞 𝕳𝖔𝖑𝖞 𝕷𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙
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Yandere ex bad boy x reader When a former bad boy gets out of prison and finds you, the light of his life, he decides he would never let you go again.
cw: delusional yandere, creppy, clingy, no use of yn, reader is stressed and doesn't love yandere but is with him just because he's a stress reliever, the straight-laced girl gets involved with an ex badboy, use of pet names “princess , love”, stalking, insecurity, thoughts of getting married, beginning of a relationship, religious themes at the beginning (youth meeting), very soft at the beginning because the longer you stay together the more he develops an obsession.
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"I will marry you". You would be grateful to hear this from a long-term relationship….but hearing this on the first day of your first official relationship?? Who would have the audacity to ask you that??
Marc, your new boyfriend. He is of average height, with shaved hair and thin. You met him by inviting him to a youth meeting at your church, and since he wanted to embrace his new good guy phase, he clearly went. And it wouldn't take long for you to regret that decision.
Marc is strangely strange, like a criminal in interrogation, already anticipating the argument he would have with the lawyer. He has an anxious look on his face every time you meet, and the pressure he has placed on his shoulders to be the “perfect boyfriend” requires him to be honest with you. Everyone knows and feels that pleasant and cozy atmosphere when a couple gets to know each other more and more, opening up little by little, leaving themselves vulnerable to the person their heart burns so much but…. I don't want to ruin this phase, but… he opened up about his past and it totally changed your image of him. How messing with delinquent people influenced him, how he left his family and ran away from home, how his other two serious relationships were toxic and abusive and hurt him psychologically, how he spent time in jail when they caught him with drugs , how he abandoned the will to live….
Until he met you and everything changed.
“You are the light of my life” “I only see my future by your side”
Of all the years he appeared in your life, he appeared just when you were killing yourself studying for a place at the college of your dreams! How much sacrifice! So much pressure! So much stress! The year you followed an intense study routine and practically isolated yourself from the world to study was the year he appeared…as a distraction.
You were so stressed that you needed a distraction on your side. After all, you need to live your youth too, don’t you? It won't be anything serious, you don't have time for that princess, it will just be a momentary relief, just a little flig.
Not if it's up to him.
In fact, you "met" in high school, from different classes, he uses and insists on this argument every time you say that you haven't known each other long enough. "But we never spoke….". "But we talked through our eyes!" You swear you can count on the fingers of your left hand how many times you've actually seen him.
Upon leaving the cold and degrading prison and feeling completely lost, he prayed to the heavens about what direction to ask for in life and coincidentally your profile appeared on his Instagram!
"As soon as I saw your profile, I knew you were different and would change my life" he tells the story of how he met his precious girlfriend for the millionth time, with the same dreamy sigh as always.
He spent 8 months just observing you, what you like and what you don't like, following you, your friends and family on all social networks, he discovered your favorite books and read each one of them trying to be the one you admire most, he discovered where you buy your favorite perfumes and bought the ones you liked the most, to know how you felt and all that… thrown out the window. Because every time Marc looks at you, he forgets everything, the world goes blank and his focus is absolutely you.
He forgets the beautiful words he thought when he was going home, he forgets the way the heartthrob in his book convinced the girl to give him an innocent kiss on the cheek, or how he rehearsed in the mirror how to hold her hand and kiss her without looking so awkward, Marc forget that he has to breathe to continue living but frankly he prefers to be in your air, breathe your oxygen. He also forgets that he had other relationships and shouldn't be so nervous around you.
“Then I said-…hey, I can feel your gaze from here.” “Am I staring at you a lot?? Aah sorry, you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t resist.” he says while kissing your cheek and interrupting anything that would come out of your mouth.
Marc desires to be a devoted follower of his goddess, you. But most of the time it fails miserably. He is in such a trance that he forgets everything and even though the eyes of a passionate puppy that he looks at you with seem cute, you are not guilty of feeling offended. He forgets your favorite place to go out, he forgets your favorite snack, he forgets that sweets make you feel calmer in tpm, he forgets that you canceled a date and gets sulky afterwards blaming you, he forgets that you have bigger goals clear and more important than him and most importantly, he forgets that you have a life before him and whenever you mention an ex-boyfriend he's like "What do you mean you had a boyfriend before me? Who is he? Why did they break up?" So that I don't make the same mistakes he did so that I find him and threaten him to never even look at him again.
and for you so I can make you feel guilty for still having his contact so it's just me and you in the world
Marc is strangely strange, have you ever seen a bear hiding behind a lamp post? So is his jealousy. His blood boils every time you mention a name that isn't his, his body screams mine mine mine, to possessively squeeze your waist and his mouth kisses you until the princess's stressed little head forgets that useless name what you just said after all, I'm the one next to you and I bet he can't make you feel good like I do but…. he hides it well, sometimes, when he forces it. But it's so fking hard to disguise it!
"I met a friend of mine today" "Friend, what friend? A man?" "Then he said- "But wait, love - sorry to interrupt you - since when and where have you known him?" Wasn't this friend of yours on his list where he came from? "I met him in my first year of high school, love, he moved away after that, and I met him again now" " And you hugged him? "Of course, like I do with everyone-" "whyyyyyy?" “Marc he’s my friend and-” “And do you remember his name?”- He asked something simple but that had a strong and heavy meaning behind it.
the name. the name is something so simple but so important, isn’t it?
In a random dawn, he realized that the little princess didn't remember people's names very well and when asked, you replied “They're not important to me, just some extras interacting with me” and while you sleepy laughed at theory made on the spot, his heart squeezed as he remembered that you often forgot his name too.
I'm not so important that you remember my name?
In a random dawn, you told him that you had had other relationships before him, but you never felt anything for them, so you ended it and left and forgot about them. Others, which were hidden and you did crazy things in love for them, regretted them and never saw them again. And that he was your first official boyfriend, the first you took home, the first you took to meet your parents and family, the first you took to your hiding place in the house. He. But as quickly as pride filled his heart, his mind fed the uncertainties and insecurities that keep him awake at night.
Would you live love adventures with him too? Would you regret loving him? Do you have feelings for him or is it a one-sided relationship? Would you forget about him? Would you trade it for one night? Would you… leave?
Marc is so strangely strange that he sometimes blurts out strange and chilling phrases every time you try to subtly open his eyes about the relationship, and in his head they are sweet and romantic, passionate and sincere declarations always sealing the promise with kisses and hugs that are increasingly hard and possessive, but they are red signs in your eyes that something is wrong.
“I don’t know if I could handle that either.” You said as you casually gossiped about a breakup between a couple you saw on the internet, without realizing it Marc's eyes darkened when he heard the word breakup "Listen, if we broke up I…"
"Baby, you know that if it's up to me, we'll never breakup, right?" With a determined look, Marc pulled you onto his lap
"Of course, dear, but if what you did…"
"I would come to your house, take you and lock you away from the world. Because if that's the case, you would never leave me."
"Whoa boy, a little bird wasn't meant to be trapped." When you felt the sincerity of Marc's words, you tried to leave your dear boyfriend's lap, demonstrating that you were serious about the matter, this fact did not go unnoticed by him as he smiled at you and with hearts in his eyes, he kissed you madly until you was breathless and again and again and again….he put you in a bridal carry position, pressing you against his chest with such force that it left you sore
"So i cut the bird's wings and we stay together, love, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. We will never break up, remember what I told you? Let's get married, my beautiful darling."
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desonestos · 7 months
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Não tenha vergonha de quem você é e muito menos dos seus sentimentos! Se as lágrimas começarem a cair... Deixe transbordar.
- Eu cansei, mas infelizmente não esqueci!
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cubelogic · 3 months
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o homossexualismo me consome <- lelé da cuca
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liolive · 8 months
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Esse um dia pode ser tarde de mais.
Já te destruiu e não percebe
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kyuala · 24 days
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FINALMENTE ACONTECEU SONHEI QUE TAVA SENDO DIVIDIDA POR CINCO DO CAST
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qrevo · 11 days
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Por sinal, você é da área de computação?
yep!! tô cursando ciencia da computação, mais ou menos na metade do curso (6o sem)
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amethvysts · 1 month
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acabei de me ligar que esqueci de dizer que meus pedidos tão abertos no post do simon 💀 enfimm, se vocês quiserem conversar comigo sobre os gatinhos ou me mandar alguma ideia pra headcanon, ou cenário, me manda na ask!
mais tarde vou arrumar o fixado direitinho e fazer um post sobre mim <3
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polisena-art · 4 months
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POLIIIIII QUE SAUDADESSSS!!! Senti tanto sua falta 🥺🥺 como vão as coisas pra você esses dias? Alguma ideia nova? Novos projetos?
KAICH ❤️❤️❤️
Ideias e projetos eu sempre tenho, né... o que me falta é tempo.
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