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creatingnikki · 11 months
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But if they make you beg or if it all feels like a negotiation every time you talk about how you want to be treated and it's really just the bare minimum then isn't it better to just be alone? Humans have a deep desire to be loved and to love and to belong and to be intimate but they also have a basic need to be respected and treated with kindness and to be heard. So for how long will you give into your deep desire at the cost of your basic need? Ideally you should never be in a situation like that. The basic need is the building block to the deep desire. But we all are so twisted now. Someone can kiss you without ever having understood you. So what are you going to do then? What are you going to choose?
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dumblr · 1 year
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Let go of the love that does not make you feel loved.
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hallwyeoo · 9 months
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Anyway thinking about how post-canon Luo Binghe would try his hardest to be soft and worshipful in his touch, how Maigu Ridge made him afraid of himself, of what he could do. The abyss changed his perspective on how love works, yes, but his actions after it changed how he viewed what love could do.
It’s hard to view love as salvation, as pure and good and perfect when it killed the person you loved, when it twisted you beyond recognition.
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browncurly · 4 months
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"Everything i fantasized has left me traumatized."
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gusbeenbusy · 3 months
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growing and growing tired
so tall that i could reach the stars
let you be what you fantasize
and drag you down
so fast you could burn,
as same my passion burnt
for you.
some words I decided to write down asap, just what I've been feeling lately! (○_○)!!
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lettersinarchive · 1 month
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“but then, what would I do? If not read those books? Not look at the sky glowing in different hues? Not listen to those songs that remind me of you? Not write the letters, committing my sins and surrending to you? Not be yours? If I don’t love you? What would I do?”
.... — lettersinarchive.
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ilovegordonfreeman · 2 months
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@ihategordonfreeman 's evil sisterblog. i like girls and womens. am gay. follow my main account boy @npdbenrey
yes i refer to gordon with she/her pronouns. shes a girl in my heart.
this is a simping blog be aware of that
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your-confusiones · 3 months
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No quiero más esto
Quiero arrancarlo de mi
No soporto el peso
Este puente no aguanta
No hay camino donde cruzar
Lloro sin derramar una lágrima
Sufro lo insufrible
Furtiva de un amor que no me pertenece
Exhausta del amor incorrespondido
Así que por favor
Vete de mi
Arranca luego este corazón y llévalo contigo
No quiero sentir lo lindo de amar
Cuando el alma solo te quiere a ti
Te ama a ti
Sin más embellecer
Creo que este será el fin.
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how-i-saw-the-world · 7 months
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Never experienced love, so I just started to hate.
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3fingersbreak · 7 months
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y0 plot summary but make it collage
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creatingnikki · 2 years
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I am seeing the differences in myself right. It’s not like I am unaffected and unscathed from all of the after effects of this accelerated intimacy. Meeting somebody new and instantly connecting with them. Yes, that energy is always undeniable. And it is always a new kind of high. It catches you so off guard. The unexpectedness of it all actually is what makes you feel so good. And then the realization that even after all this time and all these shitty people and experiences and all of these routine days and feeling like you have to filter yourself and put up this act you can actually come across someone who sees you. And someone who you see and well you both like what you see. And so the accelerated intimacy makes you feel like this is it. This is the exception to the rule. But oh my god is it not. The aftermath now is no longer explicit. No waterworks and no fumes. But I still choke. My lungs feel the ashes from the fire inside me from before that promised to warm me but instead attempted to char my soul. Every new equation like this summons a breeze inside. It feels refreshing at first but all it does is unsettle the ashes that I thought had rested and were forgotten. I choke in a way you won’t notice. But this makes the words in my throat die. It becomes more and more difficult to find the desire or the ability to express myself. To share myself. So, no, this person will not leave me broken. But just a little more quiet. And a little less earnest. And I see it and I hate this change but I must kill the part of me that hates this change and not the part that is changing. Who cares about being authentic when you need to survive?
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dumblr · 2 years
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When they only compliment your body.🚩🚩🚩
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scotland-wolves · 7 days
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corazon01 · 12 days
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You don’t care as long as my legs are open & a smile is on my face.
Happy one year anniversary.
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browncurly · 2 months
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Over attachments can hurt you.
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Too good to leave but not good enough to stay
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