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luizaknd · 6 months
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Saturno e júpiter part II
Mais um dia se passa e tudo começa novamente... Acordar, pegar o celular e pensar se ele está bem. Pois o mesmo continua na minha mente, permanece me preocupando, penso se continua se entupindo de café pra se manter acordado. Será que ele realmente lembra de mim até dormir? Porque eu fico. Somos apaixonados, eu sei.
Sabe como começamos? Como dois estranhos (risos). Em poucos meses se tornamos amigos mas na verdade nunca fomos amigos. E é aí que entra as "entrelinhas"... Palavras não ditas mas sentimentos recíprocos. Mas será que o erro foi esse? Não dizer o que sente? Não dizer a verdade? Acredito que quando amamos uma pessoa, não necessariamente é preciso dizer que a ama, até porque o amor está nas atitudes e não nas palavras. Mas e se eu tivesse dito que eu o amava? Mudaria algo? Eu não sei.
Eu o amo. É um fato! E fatos não deixam margens para dúvidas.
Muitas vezes me sinto estagnada, percebo o tempo que estou parada olhando pro nada, talvez para uma nuvem, ou um céu azul, e ainda mais olhando para a lua brilhando intensamente... Com certeza eu estaria encantada pois ela me lembra ele: tímido, lindo e interessante.
É engraçado como a vida é injusta, sabe? Parece clichê mas percebe-se sempre que amores reais geralmente são os mais impossíveis de serem vividos. Porque pessoas que se gostam, que se amam moram longe umas das outras? Porque é mais fácil socializar com alguém que mora longe do que socializar com alguém que está a 5m de distância? É, a vida é injusta.
Se ele estivesse comigo aqui agora, confesso que nem estaria escrevendo esse texto pra você, leitor. Eu estaria fazendo tudo o que planejo há meses na minha cabeça sempre que fecho os olhos. Eu seria dele, a mulher dele.
E sempre que penso que seríamos TUDO, eu desabo.
Ana Luiza
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designandmanage · 1 year
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Natural light 🪞🪜🪞🪜🪞 #selfreflection #lightsoff #goodmorning #design #turnitoff #stopthinking #mirrors #fun #interiors #diningarea #fauxmohair #chairs #blackoak #diningtable #minimalism #minimalist #fur #interiordesign #saturday #circles #designforeveryone #ART #LOVE By the way, I’m obsessed with this drum beat! Jeff Porcaro credits John Bonham and Bernard Purdie as his influence behind creating the beat. Enjoy! #drums #drumsdaily #drumlife #musician (at Bucktown, Chicago) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmRmbhzrGsY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I used to be nothing more than the e-mail guy. Now, I’m the [TURNITOFF!!!!FORGOD’SSAKETURNITOFF] guy
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aria0fgold · 8 days
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THIS WAS A MISTAKE! WE HAD AN AGREEMENT HOUSE! WE HAD AN AGREEMENT! turnitoff turnnotoof turnfnitof tjrnfi totunrf itor turn it fff turnf it offf turnit off turn it off pls turnitoff let me turn it off MUTE IT
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andthesink · 6 months
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Who else has hundreds of #showerthoughts ?? @showerfeelings #andthesink #showerfeelings #overthinking #creativity #spiders #turnitoff #evolution #neurodiversity #brain
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mamitacee · 2 years
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pbcnita · 2 years
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🤣😂😭🤣😂😫🤣🤣 *turns channel* 😒
Yo this pissed me off so bad!!! Why she do Michelle like that!!! I couldn't make it past 15 minutes.
#why #fixyourface #justwrong #theaudacity #disrespectful #thataintit
#turnitoff #ilaughateverything
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whaletalesorg · 3 years
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Today is #EarthOvershootDay, the day that humanity has used more from nature than the planet can renew in an entire year. The date is almost as early as 2019, after being momentarily pushed back in 2020 by the coronavirus pandemic-induced lockdowns.⠀ What changes can you make to help #MovetheDate?⠀ #whaletales #talesofsavingwhales #turnitoff #stopsucking #beplasticwise #stopsingleuse #socialmediaholiday #savethewhales #climatechange #savetheplanet #environment #green https://www.instagram.com/p/CR679VqH9S-/?utm_medium=tumblr
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wariofrantsen · 3 years
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For 3 år siden lavede jeg for sjov en tegning af mig selv, som Mormon 😸🖤🤍⛪️✨ #drawings #art #mormon #ldschurch #churchofjesuschristoflatterdaysaints #jesukristikyrka #jesukristikirke #siamesecat #mormoncat #christianity #kristendom #thebookofmormon #turnitoff #thebookofmormonmusical https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ0R0MHh98l/?utm_medium=tumblr
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rsplife · 4 years
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Let’s snap out of it and get to work man!
Whatever gets the most of your time, gets the most of your mind!
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lost-teeth · 4 years
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24 hour news cycle got me like • #lostteethstitches #handembroidered #modernembroidery #braindrain #handstitched #turnitoff (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9zzXIjpCH1/?igshid=1pkbsqamc4903
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oof-musicals · 5 years
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Turning it off
McKinley: I said turn it off.
Price: Ohh.... I thought you said turn it up
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djninaflowers · 5 years
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Seriously 😂😂😂 #turntheflashoff #turnitoff #turnthatmotherfuckeroff https://www.instagram.com/djninaflowers/p/BvpfdBSlB_R/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ufl0z2zcm2yd
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i,, have no idea how i never posted this here
(also this is current US tour mckinley,, because i adored him)
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hamiltrash-51 · 6 years
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This is in my brain... have some BOM
Connor McKinley could remember the day like it was yesterday. It was, in fact, 9 years ago when Father Stevens tore his life apart. Father Stevens, a professor at his school, had noticed the looks that Connor gave Steve Blade. He wasn’t happy. Connor had sat in the professor’s office, terrified and ashamed. He knew he was different, he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help it. Father Stevens wasn’t angry, he was disappointed. That’s what he said, though he had seemed pretty angry to Connor. He told the nervous boy that he was lucky that no one else was being told, that he wouldn’t be cured by force. “I’m giving you this chance, Connor,” Father Stevens had said. “Sort this out now, and no one will know. If I ever notice anything like this again, you’ll be sent away for treatment.”
Connor hadn’t liked the sound of treatment, so he’d tried to control himself. “Turn it off,” he’d always say to himself, begging his mind to be quiet as he matured into a young adult. All his friends were having new thoughts and emotions towards girls, and Connor tried to replicate those. He was desperate to fit in, desperate to suppress his identity, and desperate to make it through his mission as a Mormon.
The time soon came, when Connor was 19 at last. He was sent off to Uganda with a group of other boys. Most of them were disappointed with the country they had received, they were all hoping for somewhere more similar to home. Connor, however, was delighted. He had finally escaped his parents and teachers and everyone else. He could be more honest here, with his housemates. Connor soon discovered that all of the missionaries were the same as him, broken and young and suppressed. He told them his mantra: turn it off, and after one long night filled with long-hidden emotion and unfamiliar tears, they all adopted his (unhealthy) coping method. It worked well, for 3 months. Then everything changed.
The new recruits walked into the house, tired and stressed. Connor’s eyes were drawn to the taller one immediately. He had beautiful, dark hair and eyes that Connor felt he could drown in. “Turn it off,” Connor pleaded with his mind. He put on a smile and greeted them both, before keeping a very professional mask on and discussing baptisms. Then he ruined it. Kevin said he was confused. Of course, Connor’s gaydar went off the scale. But no, he couldn’t allow this to happen. So he taught Kevin what he’d had to learn, ignoring the tiny glimmer of excitement dancing in his chest.
Kevin Price, the egotistical, narcissistic, cocky, adorable idiot managed to crush Connor’s glimmer of hope pretty quickly, first by declaring his lack of gay thoughts, then by grabbing Connor’s face, turning his glimmer into a heart attack, then turning away at the last minute and leaving him. Connor felt well and truly crushed, but he also felt alive in a way he hadn’t allowed hinself to feel for 9 long years. He had been reminded by Kevin what love felt like.
Of course, Kevin being Kevin, he and his companion, Arnold Cunningham, managed to completely mess up their mission and change an entire religion in a couple of days of being there. Connor was upset. He had disappointed everyone again, he would have to go back home and break the news. Back home, to suppression and misery and definitely no Kevin Price. Crushed and rejected, Connor led his fellow missionaries to the bus shelter. However, on the way, he was stopped by none other than Kevin Price, who looked oddly happy for once.
“Where are you going guys?” Kevin asked them.
“Home.” Connor attempted to push down the fluttering in his stomach that he felt whenever he looked at the beautiful Elder. Kevin looked at him, really looked at him, for the first time, and told him not to go. They didn’t have to leave. Connor could feel himself getting more and more excited, and after hearing Kevin Price swear, Connor didn’t even try to turn it off.
“Even if we change some things, or we break the rules...” When Kevin mentioned breaking rules, he looked directly at Connor. Connor looked back. Kevin was trying to stay neutral and calm, trying to pretend he didn’t feel anything at all. But Connor saw it. For the first time in 9 long and depressed years, Connor saw hope, dancing in the back of Kevin’s wonderful eyes, wearing a pink sparkly vest.
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beachago · 6 years
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Buttercup better stop givin him those stupid ass googoo eyes, Ace might get prison time too
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