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manincaffeine · 5 months
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aftercare so she doesn’t feel gross or used >>>
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char-writes · 5 months
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3AM writing brain: We came up with so many ideas today!
Daytime writing brain: You put twelve unconnected words into a note app and there is not a single complete sentence to be found
3AM writing brain:
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mellblogss · 23 days
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It's when I'm quiet that you should start to worry about me.
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originalmoonkid · 5 months
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And even if we don't end up together just know that I always wanted it to be you.
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maihonhassan · 11 days
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Seeking you is not the same as having you:
“Tujhe paane ki koshish mein kuchh itna kho chuka hun main, ki tu mil bhi agar jaye to ab milne ka gham hoga.”
— Waseem Barelvi
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nomadboy · 1 month
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Loyalty. This feeling must be inside. In the heart and soul. Loyalty is not about upbringing, not about principles andIt's not even about respect. None of this works. The only guarantee of one hundred percent fidelity is the lack of desire to touch others, because they are all wrong, just a gray mass of other people's bodies. Because it gives you millions of goosebumps that no one else can cause. Because when you touch the body of a loved one, it’s as if you are touching his soul and you want this soul to be calm, and this person to be happy. And you will not want and will be able to betray him.
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shadowseductress · 3 months
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*oh to be famous on tumblr*
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poppiesandpromises · 1 year
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Oh, hummingbird heart
Against the cage of my chest
Settle down, rest, it seems
You know about the world
The way it crushes delicate things
There is no safety found in
Hiding out, every moment
Is a calculated risk
A herd of butterflies inside my breast
The flap and fury, a breathless beat
Captured in the dark
They smell the sun— and yet
The weight of worry is wearing
Bones to dust, this glitter and rust
Always searching for the beauty
On the other side of fear
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onlinewealthcreater · 5 months
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Unlock the power within you and soar high, because anything is possible when you believe!
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manincaffeine · 5 months
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not to be a horny but i think we should hold hands and go on museum dates together ♡
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moth-and-fern-paper-co · 10 months
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☕️🤎loose leaf or hand bound 🤎☕️
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hi-avathisside · 3 months
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Men embracing their femininity is really beautiful, the most precious thing i have ever seen. Men are conventionally taught to not cry and to not share emotions and traumas.
Due to this stereotype and past traumas, men are not able to express themselves and their emotions- sadness,happiness,love,frustration,etc etc.
Men embracing their femininity is extremely beautiful because:
Ever seen a new dad ? They are so so caring and gentle and their eyes are full of love and gentleness.
Ever seen a man express his love to his lover and do cute things for her ?
Ever seen a dad agreeing to applying nail polish on his nails for his daughter?
Ever seen a man crying on his lovers shoulders?
These are so so so beautiful and they make me emotional.
I believe a man showing his vulnerable side to you and expressing his emotions to you is highest form of love and trust which should never be broken.
Men should feel emotions which they are all free to feel( irrespective of what emotion) but are stopped by societal gender norms and stereotypes and this needs to change for the betterment of all people not only men.
*disclaimer: faltu ka trigger nhi hone ka aur khali fokat merese ladne ka nahi kyonki mere paas time nhi hai
Translation: please do not get triggered unnecessarily and do not argue because i am busy.
Dhanyawaad padhne ke liye 🙏
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*pictures from pinterest
The second photo is of The Rock aka Dwayne Johnson letting his daughter paint his nails and it makes me 🥹🥹🥹
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originalmoonkid · 2 months
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Some memories never disappeared ; neither from my mind , nor from those pages I left my ink on.
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year
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shadowseductress · 2 months
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If I ask you, "How was your day?" I don't want a one-word or one-line answer. I want to know everything in detail.
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actual-changeling · 5 months
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look, i don't know what i'm doing i'm flailing, drowning, dying silently, always have been
and look, you and i both know i am trying, always have been there is nothing to do but
try when you have an ocean in your chest and never learned how to swim
look at me clinging to straws convincing myself the shore will save me soon, always adrift, exhausted
and look, my hands are raw aching and they tell you to never close your eyes, but i do
you and i both know there is no shore, no one will throw me a lifeline, the sea is starving
look. i am talking up a tempest disturbing the waters to feel alive it might kill me. it might
and look, there i am, there you are our oceans, our pain, our hollow hearts. our empty hands
blinking against the sun convincing ourselves the star is a light— —house while we drown.
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