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her-penetrating-soul · 3 months
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🤍❉ℒℴνℯ্᭄͜͡♥︎
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findmysamurai · 1 year
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乾燥 singing, sinking, dying, diving
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cissy-side-thoughts · 6 months
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Art of Expression
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I am an Expressive Person.
Ever since I was young, I had a strong resolve to express myself. This ranged from as a young child, speaking out when no one wanted me to… To doing dance for most of my younger years…
I then clung to books and music to express myself. Books were a way to inwardly explore and express myself. Music was a way to connect and feel. But I never really considered myself as an Expressive Person until I found my art.
Years of struggle and self-doubt held me back… But I fought and I found that art was my form of expression. And now I create and create and create.
Next came fashion. I never liked what I wore, I tried not to think about it for the longest time. Uniforms and denial. But soon, I found the beauty of choosing what I wore. The beauty of the expression of fashion. And I haven’t stopped expressing myself like that since.
And then came language. For the longest time, I was insecure about my speaking and language ability. But five years of Latin and some self exploration, made me realize how much language is a form of self-expression… And now I’m in love.
I am an Expressive Person.
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Discussing Strengths Challenge
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tofubutter27 · 7 months
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I haven’t met you, but when I do, I’ll never let go.
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shitiforgot · 2 years
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Stop asking your child to smile when they are angry. Stop asking your kid to stay neutral or happy when they are uncomfortable or frustrated. Let them feel their emotions. Let them know it's ok to feel and express
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the-greatest-bard · 7 months
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sumnersaurusrex · 8 months
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Something or nothing?
No one prepares you for life, it’s a shame really.
As you grow up you gaze upon the world with such wonder in your eyes, everything is fascinating, shiny, exciting and new.
Then as you start to age you find out the truths of the world, and as you develop you encounter different situations that make you feel things, love, lust, greed, anger to name a few.
But no one tells you how to deal with all these new emotions that are coming in to play, and sometimes it can get a little overwhelming. Some express their feelings through writing, some through art, but others through drugs, drink and alcohol. What ever distracts them the most.
However, no matter how these feelings are expressed and shown, every single person will have the debate wether they are something or nothing.
Well let me just tell you, you are all something and no body is nothing.
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baldgoddese · 1 year
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Eyes...
#goddesewashere
(Girl with a tattoo + Cellophane)
Audio edit by EX7STENCE on tiktok
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nuagederose · 1 year
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like staring into the bottom of the ocean, or the night sky following a snowfall 🌙
ig: badmotorartist 
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colly-wobbles0 · 1 year
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Chewing a gum aggressively in class is a preventive measure to ✨endure✨
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her-penetrating-soul · 6 months
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🤍 ‿I long to be slightly caressed by your fingertips slowly ravaging my silky olive skin. I long for your lips to suckle every centimeter of the contour of my body. I long for your arms to lure me into you as my body arches into you. Our bodies become one. It is you that my heart, body & soul belong to. With solely one thought of you, I begin to feel my silky skin heighten. You've subdued yourself into me. That whenever I'm not with you, it's as if I can't breathe. I need your. I need to hear your voice, my aphrodisiac. For your my own form of heroine. My own personal drug that soothes my blood pumping throughout my body. I need you in order to function, to survive. I need to feel your lips upon me. Your chest pressed up against me. Your body entwined into mine. I yearn for you & only you, my darling horizon.⁀🤍
Written: October 23, 2023
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vyn2k · 1 year
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every now and again i experience a pain strong enough to make my chest numb, almost like a 'butterflies in your stomach' kind of feeling, except it's accompanied by an ache around my heart that feels like i will never feel light again, such as all my body has been wrapped in a blanket of cold darkness that stretches itself whenever i try to punch my way out. this pain is strong enough to make me hate all things i love, including myself, at times, if i'm not careful enough. this is the same pain that put tattoos on the skin of my body, on the skin of my face, and the same pain that pushed me way over the edge when i was nineteen years old and i found out that my mother had died. it's strong enough, to me, to move mountains and everything in-between. it's a bittersweet thing, because if i couldn't feel it, then i would know nothing of what 'meaning' anything could ever have, let alone life itself.
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sys8 · 1 year
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Longing,
It's such a powerful thing,
That we can't control,
It's like a fire in our hearts,
That just keeps burning,
And we can't put it out,
We keep searching for something,
That will make us feel whole,
But we never find it,
And we keep longing for something,
That we can't have,
It's such a frustrating feeling,
But we can't help it,
We're just drawn to it,
Like a moth to a flame,
And we keep hoping,
That one day,
We'll find what we're looking for,
But it's never guaranteed,
So we just have to keep longing,
For that something,
That will make us happy,
And we'll never give up,
We'll keep searching,
Till we find it,
The thing we're longing for.
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sillyruinsfox · 1 year
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The similarities between art and love.
In that moment of swirling dust suspended in light, all that existed was me and him. We had eyes for only each other in a room full of people watching our every move. My body moved in languid strokes, painting a a story into the air. The world that he sang of, sprung alive in front of us and led us to a far away planet. His eyes caressed each twist of my waist and each expression that sat upon my brow.
The melody flowing past his lips reverberated into my body, amplifying itself, till all that remained of me was him.
Singers POV:
This was our first performance together and in that too, this was the only song that only we both were a part of.
Her cheat heaved and her breath came out in short puffs. Sweat adorned her face and light reflected off it like it does off planets. She shone more radiantly than the sun. And at that moment, our eyes locked. The first note rolled past my tongue. She was my muse, my inspiration.
She responded in kind, with a roll of her hips and a tance slipping over her mind. She caught every note, every expression and sent it back to me with equal fervour. Then our eyes met again. At that moment, we were just two artists, who knew only each other and the art surrounding us and rejoiced ourselves in it like flowers do unabashedly under the life-giving sun.
Her beauty quenched my thirst and propelled my song forward until all that was left of me was her.
-kriahnaabhistha.
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Feelings are the silent storytellers of our lives, weaving a tapestry of emotions that color our world. In the palette of existence, they are the brushstrokes that give depth and meaning to our journey. Let us not shy away from these raw, unfiltered feelings, for in their embrace, we find the truest version of ourselves.
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dvktheartist · 10 months
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Augmented humanity #5
What's the reasons you are here? Why are you into counterculture? How often do you find the mainstream boring? Would you disrupt the status quo? Who are you individually?
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