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alexandy99 · 3 months

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a short story about your recent post. Enjoy!

So you want me to stuff more food in your cavernous, bloated, lard sack called a belly?

You'll become a walking balloon, your stomach distended and grotesque, a testament to gluttony and indulgence. If you continue to stuff your body with a never-ending parade of food, you'll surely burst at the seams and collapse under the weight of your own greed. But as I watch you swallow another helping, another morsel, I can't help but feel a pang of envy.

For I have watched you as you put away plate after plate, your eyes never leaving the table, never tearing away to catch a glimpse of the clock or the door, and I wonder, what is it that drives you to continue this incessant consumption? Are you seeking pleasure in the taste of the food or comfort in the knowledge that there is always more?

You see, I am a creature of moderation, a being who knows the value of restraint and the importance of moderating one's desires. I watch you, my stomach churning in a mixture of disgust and fascination, and I wonder if I, too, could ever become like you. Could I learn to eat like a machine?

Perhaps it is the allure of unlimited indulgence that you seek, I thought to myself as I observed your voracious appetite with a mix of disdain and admiration. I, on the other hand, was content with my measured intake, never overindulging or denying myself.

But the more I watched you, the more I began to question my own beliefs. Was I missing out on some secret joy by not indulging in the pleasures of gluttony? Was I holding myself back by following the rules of moderation?

It was then that I decided to embark on an experiment. I would temporarily abandon my restraint and partake in the gluttonous feast that you so eagerly devoured. I would taste the sweet, indulgent delights that you so freely consumed, and see if I too could learn to eat like a machine.

As I took my first bite, a wave of pleasure washed over me. The taste of the food was indeed exquisite, and I couldn't help but continue sampling each dish, one by one. I watched as my plate emptied, and yet I still felt unsatisfied. It was as if this insatiable desire for more had consumed me, just as it had consumed you.

I marveled at the sensation in my stomach, the way it stretched and expanded with each passing moment. Yes, this was a feeling I had never experienced before. I continued to consume plate after plate, my eyes never leaving the table, my mind completely absorbed by the tantalizing array of flavors and textures.

I looked over at you, your bulging belly swaying with each bite, and I couldn't help but wonder if that was the true pleasure you sought. Was it the feeling of fullness, the physical sensation of your stomach distending and expanding, that brought you such delight?

Or perhaps it was simply a matter of companionship. We sat across from each other, our plates piled high, our eyes locked in a fierce competition of gluttony. We fed each other bite after bite, our laughter echoing off the walls, our camaraderie strengthening with each passing moment.

It was more than just the food, I realized. It was the experience of sharing this indulgence with you, of creating a bond through our shared appetite. And as I continued to eat, the feeling of fullness only grew more intense, yet I still couldn't resist.

Thank you this is my favorite ask🥰

Sure you like to watch me indulge, and it used to be enough to see my big belly bulge. But at some point you needed more. A curiosity or an impulse wouldn’t leave you alone, pressuring you to eat just a little bit more. With me, for me, for your own building greed. Come over here baby, we both need to eat.❤️

#my belly #ask #i was very enamored when I first read it

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 7 months

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Oh we are so BACK

When I tell you I saw this and died. HELLO?????

I keep hiding my face lahshjsdhjgfsaf HE HAS NO RIGHT. NO RIGHT AT ALL BEING THAT SEXILY INTENSE AAAAAAAAAAA

Anyway, I should probably try to make some attempt at describing the event since. If I don't I'll just be barking/crying/hiding my face for the next twelve hours.

Basically--and I'm not sure this is going to be across the board, but it held true for Napoleon and Sebastian at least--each suitor has a birthday event this year instead of a separate story. Comte's won't be released until tomorrow, but they have posted a preview.

From what I gather, he talks a little bit about himself and reveals parts of his past that haven't come to light in the game yet. There wasn't really enough to convey a coherent narrative beyond attending a party, but the line displayed here does get across the larger theme:

Comte: (I don't need momentary pleasure or ephemeral affection any longer. Now that I know love, there's nothing but you.)

He talks about how the aristocracy have thrown parties and extravagant celebrations for his birthday for most of his life. But none of it has ever really made him happy, largely because he knows that they are attempts to strengthen and broadcast power relations within high society. While I don't think he means it's entirely devoid of well wishes, I do think he sees it as a nexus of influence--and thus, by nature, impersonal. And honestly, I don't think he's wrong about that; the higher the echelon in social standing, the more it requires performance to maintain the position.

That being said, there is a fascinating flashback where he remembers a pureblood telling him about how falling in love with a human is an experience of another caliber entirely. My understanding is that Comte was still a fairly young vampire at the time, so he didn't really understand what the person was getting at. It seems like the other pureblood was trying to convey the difference in feeling, perhaps the fact that humans are more grounded in accordance with how they live--the reality and necessity of change.

After reading this--and the recent 5th bday story--I can absolutely see how change is something Comte has a complicated relationship with. He's known a certain way of life for so long, has constructed a sensibility of distant, rational maturity. After all the heartbreak of his youth, and two very acute traumatic events in his life, I can see why he'd be so afraid of broaching any kind of proximity with another person. Because on some level it's so much easier not to put your feelings on the line, to never have to fear devastating loss. And that's to say nothing of the worry of being unable to measure up on behalf of another person, of letting them down.

I'm so excited to see the rest of the contents, but something about the preview made me equal parts giddy and enamored (all I do is kick my feet with excitement LOL). I think what gets to me with Comte is that he truly does love companionship as a place to rest, a place where he can be honest about himself and his feelings without fear of ridicule (and the same goes for MC). In a world increasingly obsessed with surface level performances of power, status, and emotion, it's hard not to feel his exhaustion to the core.

Also, because these lines at the end more or less destroyed me in the best possible way:

MC: ...The you who had nowhere to belong no longer exists. In much the same way...Abel, I belong to you. Comte: ... Comte: I wish I could say to myself all those years ago, the me who kept indulging in such paltry things. Comte: Until you meet MC, you will never know love... The warmth of MC in my arms filled me with such joy I was near tears. (I don't need momentary pleasure or ephemeral affection any longer. Now that I know love, there's nothing but you.) The moment my lips found hers, the sweetness lit a fire deep in my body. Comte: These cute lips that melt against mine, the heat of your skin, the love that envelops me in your embrace--always leaves me so deeply in love with you.

#ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp comte #ikevamp saint germain #ikevamp spoilers #LETS GO ABEL UNPACKING ALL THOSE COPING MECHANISMS #**pats the couch next to me** CONFIDE IN ME #but in all seriousness i really do love how raw his relief and happiness feels #to have spent all of those years trying to subsist on emotional crumbs and numbing himself #and mc is so real for just gathering him in her arms and holding him tight QUEEN MOOD!!!!#i really really really love that general recurrence in his stories too #of how he always feels so isolated and out of place even when he's surrounded by people #yet all it takes is mc saying 'you belong to me--just as I belong to you. you're never truly alone :>'#to make him both overjoyed but also unhinged with so much love for her--to feel alive #also man........MAN.....#him looking back at who he used to be vs who he is now #im so caught between memeing like 'you know what that is? growth!'#but also lowkey weeping from the fact that he feels loved enough to look back and fully admit it wasn't quite happiness #that he was just surviving the only way he knew how--not really living #ABEL THE THINGS YOU DO TO ME #CMERE LOVER BOY #comte propaganda #fangdad propaganda #baguettosaurus #literally october was always my favorite month but its even better now that it just becomes a comte-loving festival for me #truly all the joys of monsterfking all tg

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adelleandlaura4ever · 4 months

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Seven

As we approach the threshold of another YEAR, the seventh in our shared journey, I find myself reflecting on the passage of time and the depth of our connection. Though physically separated today, the bond we share transcends distance.

SEVEN years have woven a tapestry of experiences, challenges, and growth. Each passing year strengthens the foundation of our relationship. Today, even as we stand apart, our hearts remain intertwined, beating in harmony across the miles.

In the ebb and flow of seasons, our LOVE has endured. It is a constant, a source of strength and companionship. As we step into this new year, I am grateful for the years behind us and hopeful for the ones ahead.

Adelle, my soulmate, our connection goes beyond the tangible. It's a shared understanding, a silent conversation that bridges any gap. In the midst of physical separation, our emotional CLOSENESS is a testament to the depth of our bond.

This seventh year marks another chapter in our story, a story that continues to evolve. No matter where life takes us, know that you are my anchor, my confidante, and my eternal SOULMATE.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Happy New Year, ADELLE ❤️

Here's to another year of shared experiences, personal growth, and the enduring strength of our connection.

I love you deeply and forevermore Adelle❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🌈

@adelle4ever

@adelleandlaura4ever

#adelle&laura

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shiroi-shika · 3 months

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The Stalker

Why did I get lost? My life was comfortable, I had a future full of possibilities and a history filled with nothing but success. By all means I should have known where I would go. I was the one who would have lived the life everyone else wants.

I didn’t have anyone or anything I needed to get away from, no complaints, no worries. And yet, there were those dreadful, knowing eyes. Whenever I would try to convince myself that I was truly happy, they would pierce right past my shallow facade. Her gaze was an inescapable constant in my life. I was told it was just in my head, that it must just be my anxiety playing tricks on me, and for a time I did try to comfort myself with the thought, but we both knew that I’d have to face it, face her eventually.

Everything I did right, every success, every celebration washed away, as my mind grew more and more defenseless.

She probably knew how I would feel, and now I have no doubt that she planned it all from the very beginning.

No, that’s not it. She wasn’t cunning, and she wasn’t mean. I knew that. In her own way, she really only did want what was best for me.

It was more like she had witnessed my destiny, and now sought to guide me to it.

That is why I had to meet her. She was different. Where everyone else told me how I could live my best life, she knew I yearned for nothing more than to carve out my own path.

When I ran away that night, that was my decision and no one else’s.

There was no need, no obligation, just that tiny little ember, almost extinguished by my own complacency.

I knew it was a horrible idea to feed it, and I would just end up burnt, but I couldn’t let myself care anymore.

I took nothing with me but the clothes on my back, I didn’t need a keepsake or a lifeline. I went into the unknown ill-prepared, scared and aimless, but I did so on my own terms.

She was here too, of course she was. Just out of sight I felt her presence as it warmed me for what would come next.

In the deepest darkest woods, where the sun dares not to shine, where all sane men run away, I knew I would find my answer.

The howling wind whistled a sweet melody and the grand firs watch over me, and it was as though they were welcoming me. Their Bark, that had petrified centuries ago, were the sturdy walls of this new home I chose for myself. Their branches reached out to me, lending me a hand and leading me safely through the dark.

The grass, overgrown and dried up was the sturdy footing I needed, with each step it cracked under my weight and marked my footprints as though it were freshly fallen snow. With it’s help I would never again end up back where I don’t belong, and when I’ll break down, it will be there to break my fall, to catch me and let my soul rest.

The fauna, though shy, was the companionship I needed. They watched and walked with me, fellow hermits who would never judge me, who would never crush me with the love I did not want.

I started to freeze, the cool night wind carrying all the memories I had run from. All of those who truly cared for me, who were there every step of the way, my friends, my family, my home, my passion. All of it was cursed and bitter, and as the breeze slowly lifted them off of my shoulders, I could feel myself getting lighter.

And as my mind got clearer and clearer, and I was rid of all that was wrong, I could now see more clearly than ever my one true companion, who was never fooled by my happiness, who never had to make me feel as though I deserve a good life. Even now she was still there, just outside of my field of view, but I knew that soon I would meet her and it would all make sense. In the center of these hallowed woods, that’s where my destiny was calling me.

I saw the bodies of the prey and the graves of the cowards, those who did not finish their journey, those who accepted a life that was good and kind.

Each headstone, and each rotting carcass strengthened my resolve. I knew that I would never again leave the forest, I couldn’t. It would break my heart. And besides, she was watching me all the way, and we both knew that my place was deeper inwards, where the crowns of the trees will hide us away from even the brightest stars. I can not stop until all light is gone from my world, all but her eyes. She will be there when everything else is gone, and I will finally know why.

As the hunger ravaged my body and the wolves crept in closer, the trees stretched their branches out further, clawing away more and more of the night sky, thousands of tiny cuts letting the constellations bleed out, and soon enough even the moon would see me for the very last time.

I was losing a lot of blood, my arm was pulled off as a monster with a familiar face tried to bring me back. It fought hard, refusing to let me go, unable to accept that I had chosen this path for myself.

It’s cries soon faded away as I felt her right behind me. With not a sound to break the beautiful silence, she let me know that I would find what I was looking for at long long last.

So, here I am, my wounds dragging me to the floor and all the friends of the forest here with me, ready to rip out all that I would leave behind. With heavy breath, I sit down against the tree I had been walking towards all this time. Barely awake I see her as she finally comes closer. All that could get in the way is gone. With nothing left to blind me, I can for the first time see her true beauty. Her light embraces me as the world fades to a blur. She sits down next to me and I can feel her chest move together with my dying breath.

“I have waited oh so very long, but I never worried, for you would find your path one way or another.

I feel as your eyelids grow heavy. You will die a truly pointless death, and with it will come the pain of all those who survive. To them it will be a devastating tragedy, I’m sure. To them this will seem like a cruel joke from destiny, but not to you, for you understand it’s mercy.. Be it a Tombstone visited by generations to come or an unmarked, empty grave in the darkest pits, you wouldn’t have found salvation no matter what. Rest, for you have nothing left to lose.” I close my eyes and smile. I stop breathing. I feel my body relax, and the last beat of my heart completes the painting, my corpse embraced by the water dyed red, my hand now too weak to hold the razor.

thank you

#suicide #trauma #psychological horror #depression #short story

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officialyourdailyinspiration · 6 months

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Music For the Soul by Alexander MacLaren

Christ's Voluntary Sufferings

Therefore doth the Father love Me, because I lay down My life, that I may take it again. No one taketh it away from Me, but I lay it down of Myself. – John 10:17-18

All the suffering and solitude of Christ were voluntarily endured, and that for us. All man’s sorrow He experienced. Every ingredient that adds bitterness to our cup was familiar to His taste, ind He tasted them, as He tasted death, "for every man," that His experience of them might make them less hard for us to bear, and that the touch of His lips lingering on the cup might sweeten the draught for us.

His endurance of this, as of all the sorrows of human life, was at every moment a fresh act of willing surrender of Himself for us. He wore our manhood and He bore manhood’s griefs, not because He must, but because He would. He willed to be born. He willed to abide in the flesh. He willed, pang by pang, to bear our sorrows. He could have ended it all. But His love held Him here. That was the cord which bound Him to the stake. His enemies were wiser than they knew, when they mocked at Him, and said He saved others - and precisely, therefore - Himself He cannot save. So all that drear solitude in which He groped for a hand to grasp and found none was voluntarily borne and was as truly a part of His bearing the consequences of man’s sin, as when He bowed His head to death, and, therefore, to be gazed on by us with thankfulness as an element in the suffering wherewith He has redeemed us.

These thoughts may encourage us all to bear the necessary isolation of life, and in a special manner may strengthen some of us whom God in His providence has called upon to live outwardly lonely lives. But after all companionship, we have to live alone. Each man has to live his own life. We come singly into the world; and though God setteth the solitary in families, and there are manifold blessings of love and companionship for most of us, yet the awful burden of personality weighs upon us all. Alone we live in the depths of our hearts; alone we have to front joy and sorrow. If thou be wise, thou shalt be wise for thyself, and, if thou scornest, thou alone shall bear it. The heart knoweth its own bitterness. All human love feels its own limitations in presence of the impossibility of sharing the bodily sicknesses of those nearest to us. Two hearts shall be bound in closest love, and the one shall beat languidly in a wasted frame and the other throb in ruddy health. Two hearts shall be knit in tender sympathy, and the one shall have a sense of guilt from some dark passage in its past history, of which no shadow falls on the other. For some of us solitary days are appointed. We may think of Christ and see the prints of His footsteps before us on the loneliest road. If any of us are called to know the pain of unsatisfied longings for earthly companions, let us stretch out our hands to lay hold on the hand of that solitary Man who knew this, as He knows all, sorrow. He felt all the bitterness of having to stand alone, with no arm to lean upon and no heart to trust. If we are left alone, let us make Christ our companion. We shall not be utterly solitary if He is with us. Perhaps God takes away earthly props that our love and desires may reach higher, and twine round the throne where Christ sits.

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cassianus · 1 year

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Blot out, O Lord, all my memories--except one. For memories make me old and feeble. Memories ruin the present day. They weigh down the present day with the past and weaken my hope in the future, for in legions they whisper in my ear: "There will only be what has already been."

But I do not wish for there to be only what has been. I do not wish and You do not wish, O Lord, for the future to be the past repeated. Let things happen that have never appeared before. The sun would not be worth much, if it only watched repetitions.

Worn paths mislead a wayfarer. Earth has walked over the earth a long time. Earthly walkways have become boring, for they have been traveled again and again from generation to generation throughout all time. Blot out, O Lord, all my memories except one.

Just one memory do I ask You not to blot out, but to strengthen in me. Do not blot out but strengthen in my consciousness the memory of the glory that I had when I was entirely with You and entirely in You, before time and temporal illusions.

When I, too, was a harmonious trinity in holy unity, just as You are from eternity to eternity.

When the soul within me was also in friendship with consciousness and life.

When my soul also was a virginal womb, and my consciousness was wisdom in virginity, and my life was spiritual power and holiness.

When I, too, was all light, and when there was no darkness within me.

When I, too, was bliss and peace, and when there were no torments of imbalance within me.

When I also knew You, even as You know me, and when I was not mingled with darkness.

When I, too, had no boundaries, no neighbors, no partitions between "me" and "you."

Do not blot out this memory, my Father, but strengthen it.

Even if it reveals to me the abyss along which I am journeying in humbleness and nothingness.

Even if it separates me from friends and pleasantries, and demolishes all the barriers between Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow.

Even if it leads me outside of myself, and makes me seem mad in the eyes of my fellow wayfarers.

In truth, no companionship pleases me except Yours, and no memory pleases me except the memory of You.

O my Merciful Father, blot out all my memories except one alone.

St. Nicolai Velimirovich

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wisteria-lodge · 1 year

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lion primary + lion secondary

Hey! I’ve been wanting to write to you for some time.

I think I am a Double Lion, for the most part. At least, right now that’s what I feel comfortable with. If I had to talk about my values, right now my loved ones are more important to me than any big cause or my country etc. If anything happens to me, they’ll be the ones impacted the most. Naturally, I prioritise them more.

On the surface, sure this looks pretty Loyalist, but that little “right now.” Just that little acknowledgement that this is how things are now, but maybe not how they’ll be always makes me think that there’s an Idealist primary underneath.

What keeps me going at my worst moments is my desire to see my nephews and nieces. I really want to be an aunt. I want to see my sibling get married, and be there for them. And I will live to see that at any cost.

I am the most important person in my life. It’s my life, it should be centered on me. And this is a attitude I adopted recently after I went to therapy.

I don’t have too many universal values on here. But this one I like. Because the way I see it, the alternative is burning yourself out (and very possibly building up some kind of resentment.) At which point you’ll have made yourself someone else’s problem anyway.

Beforehand I used to run myself ragged trying to find the One True Purpose of my life. The idea of a cause that I could wholly dedicate myself to captivated me. Letting go of that idea wasn’t easy, but I had to because a) it isn’t realistic and b) it wasn’t good for me.

Oh there’s the Lion. This is actually a fun (and probably useful) way of thinking about Exploded Lion. Exploded Lions vanish into the cause - but what is there is no Cause? Probably something like this, hopping around and getting increasingly and increasingly desperate.

The opinion of my loved ones matters to me, but at the end there are some things I simply won’t budge on. And these things are not topics I am willing to waver on, and I cannot fully explain why I have come to value these concepts/beliefs so much. It’s definitely been a process though, little things adding up over time to create like a fort of belief.

Beautiful description of a Lion primary.

As for secondary, I think I am Lion because nothing else fully fits. I don’t know if this is a primary thing or secondary thing, but the idea of changing myself so that other people would like has always been utterly repellent to me.

It is a secondary thing - but in this case, yeah that feeling would be strengthened and reinforced by your primary.

Even when I was utterly desperate for social connection, I was adamant that I would rather spend the rest of my life alone than change myself for anyone. Companionship obtained that way is not worth anything. I don’t think in extreme terms like “spend the rest of my life alone” any longer, but my stubbornness on this remains.

Healthy Double Lions are such powerhouses.

I am at my best when I prioritise myself and do not allow my behaviour to be influenced by the way others behave. I mean, to a certain extent I am willing to, but that’s when it comes to making sure I am not making someone needlessly uncomfortable? That I am respecting their boundaries? I don’t think these things count as “changing my behaviour” though. It’s just being considerate.

Being a Lion secondary shouldn’t just be open permission to be an asshole :) Lion secondaries can always hit the breaks. In fact, they’re really good at hitting the breaks. Lion secondaries can hit a boundary and stop, or at very least lower the volume.

I can’t think of examples for singleplayer, but I really like fixing things if that counts for anything. Tinker around with the thing for a bit and it all starts making sense. It needs me to use my head without using it too much. It’s invigorating. I really like fixing things more than creating them. I would’ve become a mechanic if it paid enough.

Awww. You, and other EXTREMELY LOUD Lion secondary Anakin Skywalker <3

(I would not be surprised AT ALL if this is a Single-Player Lion Pattern)

As it is, I will probably become an engineer. I think bird primaries are so cool. I thought I was a bird primary because it seems like the right way to go about things

You, and all the rest of the Lion primaries.

but it stressed me out and made me miserable.

Yep. (I imagine you probably had some Burning in your past, or even some Burning and Exploding happening at the same time, which would make you my first example of a Burnt/Exploded Lion.)

It’s so cool how their way of doing things minimises bias and they just. They choose based on what seems to them to be backed up by sound reasoning and that’s incredible.

I know right. It’s so cool.

I tried to do that but it just turned me around in circles. Everything can be justified if you try hard enough. I think I’ll stick what feels right over what looks right.

The is the the Lion primary way.

Thanks for reading all this way :)

Thank you for writing in. You seem remarkably self aware, and in a remarkably good place. I think you’ve got yourself and the system pretty figured out, and this was a very relaxing read.

#submission #sortinghatchats #sortme #wisteria sorts #double lion #lion primary #lion secondary #burnt lion #exploded lion #shc

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julia-bunncat · 1 year

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Oh no, she found tier-lists again | DRV3 version

❗WARNINGS❗: huge text, some negative opinions and spoilers !!!

Well…. Happy new year of Rabbit, ahah! 🐇🎄 I went missing again for a while ;) But it doesn’t matter, because despite all the difficulties and festive fuss, all these weeks I continued to play DRV3 – my progress reached the beginning of the 4th chapter since the last post... And oww, if you only knew how much I love a full-fledged playthrough, how many emotions have been received, how many thoughts..! It was to be expected that no Wiki, fan's articles freetime- or other events would replace this experience. And of course, the kind of information that I’ve been posting about myself a long time ago, and that (because of my love for such stuff) also included all the Danganronpa characters Tier Lists, became… a little bit irrelevant ^^” So now, in order to avoid any misunderstandings and to make my position clear to all passers-by, I decided to update the V3 related tier lists!

1st category, which has finally become more definite for me – female characters:

What was my problem? Well, I treated all DRV3 girls (except Kirumi and Tsumugi) in a sort of same-neutral way with a slight negative shade, but now I know how I feel about them.

First of all, I want to clarify one thing: although in the orange group all the girls seem to be in the same position, in fact, for me personally, they are located in TOP3 xD In other words, after Kirumi, my favorite girl is Tenko. I like Tenko more than I like Miu. But also I like Miu more than Kaede.

Yes, perhaps someone would find such a clear distribution odd, if not wrong… But I didn't signed the orange tier that way for no reason. I have clear reasons to «underestimate and compare» each of them. Everyone has some shortcomings that repels me more or less, so… OK, just read it, I’ll go right-left:

Kaede Akamatsu. Ooh, I'm like walking on thin ice right now, judging her in some way, because I’ve seen from the very beginning HOW MUCH 90% of DRV3 fans love her and how upset they are that she never managed to become the main character…

But, you know, I’m not upset and I’m not afraid to talk about it. Her action in the first chapter only strengthened my belief that Shuichi is in the right place. Yeah, I understand why Kaede can be loved. I also like her energy, enthusiasm, companionship, liveliness, positivity, belief in the best, the ability to quickly get it together and not give up (in this regard, she's similar to Kaito, and Kaito is my favorite male character)… And I’ve often heard the phrase like «Yes, Kaede has her faults – and that’s fine, it makes her just like real people». But you know, it’s one thing to love a character DESPITE the fact that they does wrong things in the canon… When, in the case of Akamatsu, she seems to me to be loved for EXACTLY what she did. I mean- come ooon, by the murder attempt she betrayed not only Shuichi, not only all her friends (who prefer to see through rose-colored glasses), but herself first and foremost! By saying «I believe in you», she still succumbed to the selfish desire to "save everyone", although Shuichi's plan COULD'VE worked in theory – and without any victims that Monokuma needs so much for his killing game. Kaede is considered strong, but I don't see a drop of strength, not a bit of heroism in her wilfulness "for others", cause all this time she could confess, tell about her concerns to the same Shuichi, but chose to remain silent, fearing that «no one would want to be friends with a murderer» (selfishness again) and wishing at trial to figure out who's Mastermind in some unknown way. Overall, this foolish hasty action makes her interesting, right – everything would be okay if we stopped here… But I just can’t understand why she remains a heroine worthy of such blind compassion for so many people! 😩 She took on too much responsibility by agreeing to be the heart of the group, didn't handle with it, and on top of that, finally left it all on the shoulders of the survivors by making them promise her an unsustainable thing. For me, Kaede is a weak, insecure person who has pave the road to Hell with good intentions – and to some extent she admits it, saying repeatedly that she’s not really such a good motivator and that she’s highly susceptible to positive reactions from others.

Simply speaking, I like Kaede, but I can’t forgive her completely for the way she treated everyone (and Shuichi in particular) + I’m annoyed by the fact that the rest fandom are see her in the wrong light (we should take Kokichi’s assessment as an example – it has always been quite fair). It would be nice if Kaede could stay a survivor and go through a good arc of self-consciousness, admitting her mistakes and complexes. And also, to be honest, sometimes I’m both laughing and annoying by some of her carelessness / excessive curiosity, which she mostly exhibits in FTE's with her classmates (with Kibo, for example).

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The next one is Miu. Weeell here, the reason that prevents me from fully loving her is obvious (perhaps) :’D But let’s start with her merits (in my view).

First, how Miu combines incredible self-confidence + rudeness with blatant cowardice when you just give her the slightest resistance – it's both amusing and interesting phenomenon. Seriously, she is a MASTER of giving funny (and often inappropriate) comments that will relieve any atmosphere! 😄 Plus I cannot fail to acknowledge how talented she is and how valuable her ingenuity is. And this intuitive ability to guess the right culprits based only on inner certainty… (if only she could find impenetrable arguments, she'd be truly golden-mind, ahah!)

However, it’s time to name the chief characteristic that pushes me away from her. That’s her vulgarity.

Don’t think anything wrong, these horny jokes and comments are mostly harmless. I wouldn’t mind saying something like that in a joke too xD But Miu's FTEs and Love Suit event… There’s a certain hyperbolic overkill here. DR scriptwriters EXTREMELY love to hyperbolize everything and in almost 100% of cases it leaves a negative impression. You just want to erase it from the memory forever. So, honestly, if it was a little less vulgar, I wouldn’t be so picky. For good, Miu could have opened up as a character even better (although I haven’t gotten to her death) and she, with that emotional jumps, needs psychotherapy (like almost any Danganronpa's child). I hope her true fans took care of that, yeap..~

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And finally Tenko 💚 Honestly, I didn’t expect she’d end up being my second favorite girl :0 thought I’d be completely neutral… But she’s wonderful. Really. Sincere, devoted, heartfelt and generous, bold and cheerful – a real lifelike fountain of energy!

The shortcomings that were embedded in her just for meme (it’s pretty obvious if you look at most of her sprites) even all together are no match with the shortcomings I don’t like about Kaede and Miu. On the contrary, the fact that her misandry and excessive attachment to Himiko are imposed on the player – exactly allows me to ignore them against the backdrop of adequacy, which she demonstrates most often. Misandry generally seems to me insignificant, because at certain times she felt sympathy / respect for both Shuichi and Kaito (who is considered the most manly man). Yeah, she can be fiery, she can be weird and she even got really clingy to Himiko, regardless of her personal boundaries, but until her own death Tenko was in a continuous personal movement. She is another character who has earned a longer life, but was just unlucky… in every possible way.

Meanwhile, I’m getting to the yellow category!

It’s ironic that here I put the girls who remained among the few survivors, and they’re supposed to have plenty of time for me to like they, yeah..? ^^”

But no, I’m definitely gonna be a little biased. This is the case when the first impression turned out to be so negative that there is hardly exists anything to block it. At most, my attitude towards them will develop into completely neutral… And I’ll be brief, ok.

Himiko seemed to me either boring (due to her slowness, passivity, immobility and completely childish way of thinking) or completely useless (for exactly the same reasons) from the start. She is morally weak, easily susceptible to stress and manipulation. Yes, later she's rehabilitated; she grows over herself, becoming a little more active and emotional, but that only happens after Tenko’s death.

And Maki. Maki I like much more than Yumeno – she might well be in the same category as Tenko/Kaede/Miu. Most of the time, she means well. Her story is worthy of sympathy. But the character and personality… So prickly, cold and detached... Even after «Kaito’s therapy» reinforced by Shuichi’s help and belief in the second trial, she keeps. leaving. her crude. insensitive. comments. like she’s the only sane person who knows everything.

Yes, I understand that transformation/adaptation requires more time and it would be so much weirder, if she become a sweetie-deary in just a couple of days… But really, she can be neutral or at least a little empathic-respectful, while staying true to herself! I even read an article in which the author complained that Maki's crush on Kaito had ruined her personality. And even though I haven’t gotten to chapter five where their relationship (Maki's crush) blossoms, I can partially agree. In both her and Himiko's cases, characters development occurs mainly due to the influence/death of another character = a potential lover that doesn’t seem right to me. Anyway, if my first impression changes, I’ll let you know.

The last one – gray category (I remind you that it doesn't mean full-fledged hatred!)

Tsumugi and Angie… Okey, first of all, Angie went down a great deal in my eyes after chapter three. REALLY. A LOT.

Earlier, based only on fanworks, I thought - well, she's funny. Strange, silly, a little creepy, but in general, she seems amusing and pleasant, maybe she's even a sunshine..? But NO. Not for me, at least. I had no idea how manipulative, selfish, thoughtless and – I'm not afraid of that word – insensitive person she really is, that (as it turns out from her FTEs) just got used to getting away with anything, because she’s a preacher. Her way of recruiting a new student into the student council sect just underlines just how dangerous she could be – and those who think it’s cute actually fall into her trap :'^

But really, she either scared me or simply annoyed. Especially with that habit of changing decisions on the go, contradict any logic, and hiding her own desires/intentions behind the mask of the divine's dictates. I’ve seen theories that she’s actually brilliant, and all her decisions were to the benefit of her classmates, but I don’t really understand what makes its authors think like that. She always acted to please herself. And only.

My reaction to Tsumugi is less intense perhaps. First of all, I don’t like her because she’s a Mastermind, and I treat all Masterminds equally. Their philosophy and way of "having fun" are simply not close and incomprehensible to me. Second, she’s creepy too. I am repelled by her artificiality, her feigned "ordinariness" and affectedness with which she maintains this label in herself. I’m afraid to imagine what happens when her mask falls.

And now… Yes, it turns out that this post will almost half of my (I underline) personal opinion about female characters, ahah!

But that’s because I love ALL the male characters in DRV3. No exceptions. Just the different shades of my love – and that’s what I reflect on the tier-list о/ Adoration, maternal love, tenderness, compassion, respect… I can’t even highlight what I don’t like in someone of them, 'cause all of them are dorks and the sweetest one!! No offence, the heart wants what it wants! 💞

Which means, finally, I can show you a huge (and a last, I promise, aphph) list of my feelings about this or that pairings!

I don’t want to go into too much detail here and to be too much negative either, so I'll explain only those positions that are important or/and funny.

First of all, I’ve had a big change of heart about Angie, so it's about pairings with her too. I’ll start with the so-called «traffic light» that in my eyes almost broke into pieces. Seriously, they were always drawn by such faitful, sweet besties… I'm almost disappointed. What healthy friendship is possible in a Himiko/Angie relationship, when Yonaga only used Yumeno’s weaknesses without conscience, trolled her on her own show and imposed illusions?? What friendship is possible between Tenko/Angie, if Chabashira was starting to literally fear Yonaga’s permissiveness at the end + never adhered to her principles and ideas (and Angie was indifferent to her most of the time)??

Only Tenko/Himiko are stand out from this circle of bewilderment. I still haven’t figured it out, that's right. For now I’m inclined to think that it’s a bad idea – Tenko’s energy was not combined with Himiko’s impenetrable passivity from the very beginning, BUT! they’d have a chance if Tenko was still alive and Himiko kept trying to understand her (and Chabashira, in turn, would reduce the rush on her).

Next, Shinnaga, i.e. Angie/Korekiyo… *sighs* Honestly, despite their location in a more neutral category «I don’t know why most people think it’s a good idea» – I’m starting to treat them more like to NOTP. Yeah, I realize, a lot of people think they’re pretty similar. They are both creepy, to some extent connected with occultism, with culture; they have the opposite kinda sun/moon aesthetics and character's dynamic, but… Ship Korekiyo with a manipulative, spoiled girl, who is accustomed to sectarian power and that all her wishes are fulfilled without bickering..? Are you serious..? It’s literally the same as pushing him against his sister’s figure again 😣 Sorry, Shinnaga's fans, but this is a decision I can never understand .-.

And now to a more positive stuff! o/

(because by the time I explain why Saimatsu isn’t working either, Tumblr is clearly not ready yet ahah ;))

The platonic has changed a bit..~ I've basically added the category «good friends only» and quite seriously consider that many of these pairs of students are able to become friends. Especially I was pleased with some intersections between Gonta and Kiyo | Kibo and Kiyo, because Shinguji clearly lacks someone to share his interests (in addition to Rantaro and Shuichi).

But why Gonta and Kibo exactly? Well,

Korekiyo’s quite capable of teaching Gonta to be a gentleman from a cultural point of view

Gonta can always be interested in stories about bugs, and all Kiyo wants is a heareth disciple/listener

Kibo is interested in Japanese/Asian culture + all human aspects, in which Korekiyo is generally the main expert. [Yes, it may be difficult for Shinguji at first because of the slight robophobic prejudices, but he’ll get over it just by thinking about what a Kibo is really a delightful product of human labor!]

Of the girls, Kirumi and Tenko were included in the category of besties, as those whose personalities Kiyo most admired.

Kirumi herself finds Kiyo admirable (just read her thoughts about him on the Official Relationship Chart) + they are matched with temperament, love of similar aesthetics + she possesses such devoted, caring, "maternal" nature.

While with Tenko, as paradoxical as it is… Kiyo could discuss similar problems. This cloudy subject with inc*st and unhealthy attachment to a certain person… I feel like they could understand each other a little.

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Kaede, for some reason, became the queen of the lesbian party for me XDD But really, she pays a lot of attention to girls at first acquaintance – she called Tenko cute, Tsumugi sexy (and get under her skirt), was kneeling before Miu (although they bickered each other a lot and measured by breast size lol). I just think it’s kinda fun!

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And almost all pairings with Kokichi turned out either self-destructive or destroying the world xD With Angie and Tsumugi in particular, they would have made the apocalypse; and Miu, Tenko, Maki, Kiyo and Rantaro, in my opinion, will gladly line up "ready to rip off Ouma’s head" line. That's just the way he is..:-) Hard to understand, units can handle it 😅

But that’s where I stop! As you may have noticed, I REALLY love DRV3 cast 😊😅 Tier-lists are just the beginning – next I would like to present my thoughts about Chapter 3 and Korekiyo’s role in it..;) That's the subject when I can’t be stopped... thanks for your attention and until next time, ehehe! ~

oh, and my askbox is always open!! see ya ✨

#danganronpa #danganronpa killing harmony #my opinion #tier list #drv3 #ship opinions #character opinions #drv3 gals #kaede akamatsu #miu iruma #tenko chabashira #angie yonaga #himiko yumeno #maki harukawa #korekiyo shinguji #tsumugi shirogane #I hope I’ve expressed my thoughts quite correctly at least I tried ^^"

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I need help. I’m sorry to throw this at you. I’ve been homeschooled my whole life and I hardly ever leave my house. I am almost an adult and I’ve never had a friend before. what can I do? I don’t think anyone will ever love me. I’m not ready to be an adult I can’t even gather enough motivation to clean my room. what do I do? no one prepared me for this and I haven’t felt happy in 5 years. will I ever get there? again sorry to throw this at you… I don’t have anyone else

hey anon, im so sorry it’s taken me so long to respond. and don’t apologize!! my inbox is always open and im glad you’ve shared with me <3

i know the difficulties of making friends even without having been homeschooled, so im not going to tell you to just suck it up and go meet people or to “just talk to people”—because those are simply not the right words (lord knows how many times i’ve heard them myself). it is not helpful when someone says to simply stop being anxious or to just go make friends or just stop being sad. it never works like that!!

what i can tell you is that i believe wholeheartedly that there are good things and good people in store for you. since you say you’ve never had a friend before, that could possibly make the future even more exciting—you will experience something so wonderful!! idk that might be the wrong way to look at it, but im hoping that perhaps the lack of companionship you’ve had will make what’s to come even more sweet.

i do believe you will be loved. i believe that you are loved. you are very precious and important even if you think you’ve been cooped up all this time doing nothing. i also know how hard it is to clean your room and how paralyzing it feels when you can’t get yourself to just do it—but your lack of motivation doesn’t make you a dysfunctional human being! not at all!! you are so very human—in fact, all this time, you’ve been existing. and that is the most dire requirement of you. you exist, right now at this moment, and you have been existing all this time. you will continue to exist, and you will discover that there are so many beautiful things in life. there are beautiful people in life. the only requirement to experience these things is that you must exist—which you most definitely do :]. because you are here, you have the ability to experience all that life and the world has to offer. but you also have to take it up on that offer to see it all.

new friendships are hard. friendships are hard. meeting people is so hard, i really know how terrifying and difficult it is. it feels like stepping on legos, or trying to break in new shoes, or nails on a chalkboard. you feel uncomfortable, out of place. but to be honest, i’ve learned that those feelings are sometimes necessary in the beginning—it’s not often that you immediately click with someone and everything is great and dandy. but you can forge past those feelings to find that people are so very intricate and complex, including yourself. pain cultivates growth. fights in relationships strengthen the bond. forging past the anxious feelings in the beginning and meeting people and breaking down walls is not easy—but you can do it.

friendship is a gift, but lacking it does not make you any less of a whole person. you are still incredibly human. you aren’t defective or broken. you are still an entire person.

and now, i will use the classic line: be yourself. but i dont wanna make anyone cringe, cause if i leave it at that, it’s really quite empty advice. so i’ll keep talking :D !! you will find people who love you and appreciate you for yourself—it may come from the most unexpected of places! but i know for certain that there are good things in store for you, wherever they may come from. you might have to look for them, maybe for a long time, but my hope is that it will be sooner rather than later. you may think that you don’t know how to do anything or you don’t know how you should do x or y, but all that means is that you have so much room to grow. and that is such a wonderful and beautiful thing. there’s a journey ahead of you, and you might even get to meet people along the way. (steal them and put them in your pockets and they’ll become your friends😈) (sorry that’s a lie they probably won’t fit in your pockets) (but you can still befriend them😈)

you quite literally have your whole life ahead of you, and you’ve got so many wonderful things to experience and see. and i know that you are going to live. give yourself room to grow and allow yourself to try things you would never before. the first step to flourishing is giving yourself the space to do it.

#i really hope you see this anon im so sorry this has taken so lomg :(#and im sorry if none of this is helpful #but my heart hurts for you and i hear you and understand you #so if nothing else just know that you are heard and your suffering is not unnoticed #you can and will be happy #asks #cathy comforts

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chronicallyuniconic · 1 year

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I remember when my garden was beautiful.

I remember when my garden was beautiful

I used to lay in its lush, green grass

The soft blades would brush my skin like feathers

Hundreds of flowers would bloom in abundance

Vivid hues of the pansies, golden chimes of the daffodils, flirty reds of the roses

The wholesome dance of bees & butterflies made my heart feel full

I could lay in the blossom for hours at a time

Swallowing the bright blue sky with my eyes

Inhaling the bouquet deep into my lungs

I'd embrace these solitary moments

Strengthening companionship with my garden

I was truly content

One day, I noticed the droopiness of the sunflowers

Their rich, happy faces turned sad

"No trouble here" I believed, giving them some water and a spray

I tenderly nursed the flora but something still wasn't right

The petals of the lilies were curling, not quite in their usual way

The stamens all frazzled, greying and decayed

"It's okay" I say, mangling the dead to one side

Tattered tulips wilted over, I kept the pests at bay

I continued to nurse the fauna, in a loving kind of way

For a period of time it seemed to work, but that was all a disguise

An invasion of weeds crept around the posy

Thick, winding roots started to form

The thorns they wielded were sharp and unforgiving, stinging to keep me at bay

Making their descent under the soil of the nursery

They choked my flowers in every way

I tried so hard to get rid of the imposters, pricking my fingers & scarring my arms

Yet they came back stronger, thicker, sharper, stealing the life from my garden

Maybe they want to steal the life from me, too

As I lay in my garden, the grass now dull & abrasive

It scratches against my skin like glass

My legs covered in rashes, from the ivy and the oak

Nettles restraining my ankles, I still have hope

The sea in the sky has turned black

I cannot see the sun or feel its homely warmth on my skin

Instead I feel nothing, just numb

Pulling myself upright amongst the brush

I prick myself again, only this time I don't feel it, I don't think

Every puncturing infliction gets less and less

Their campaign achieved, my life for them

I remember when my garden was beautiful

Nothing more, nothing less.

#chronic life #chronic illness #chronically ill #poem of the day #depressing poem #i'm depressed

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tavarillasgalen · 6 months

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Some wins lately:

- I can do the splits again for the first time in like... 14 years?? All 3!!!

- at ballet, the teacher has been adding more advanced options for me and having me show others how things go.

- my boss told me that I'm awesome and that I'm handling tricky client situations well

- clients who are notorious for being picky and challenging to deal with have no notes on any of my work, they love it, no changes. So, I've ended up with all the lawyers, engineers, accountants - clients known for being very nitpicky, because they have no nitpicks with me

- my personal trainer told me i was a real pleasure to work with and that he wished his other clients were like me (I'm still so sad that he's leaving. who knows if I'll ever see him again... :()

- my new personal trainer who I meet next week is a girl, which, nothing against guys, but there are just so many guys in my life and I have been so starved for female companionship. Hopefully, we get along well, the personal trainer manager thinks it'll be a great fit (and I was also validated by the fact that he wasn't happy that my old personal trainer quit so suddenly and told me the way he did either)

- my co-workers turn to me for help with things, like if something doesn't work or they can't figure something out

- I was Barbie for Halloween, and it was fun walking into the office and everyone being like "!!!!!! HI BARBIE!! HI BARBIE!! HI BARBIE!! HI BARBIE!!" I won our costume contest, and one of my coworkers dressed up as Ken, and she was like, "YEAH!! THAT'S MY WIFE!!!" which was so cute.

- my horse is undergoing her transformation into Fluffy Cloud. She is so, so soft and fluffy. It forever makes me feel so special when she's happy to see me, which is almost always, even though I've had her for 11 years. I went over to see her yesterday when I was crying about my personal trainer leaving, and she gave me a horse hug, which was so sweet and cute.

- I'm down to 17% body fat, which means you can see my abs even when I'm not flexing. I've never felt confident enough to wear just a sports bra without a top over it to the gym, but I do now.

- working on shoulder strengthening with my personal trainer means that my shoulder has been bugging me so much less, which is so nice.

- thank GOD for peppermint oil capsules!!! I had the hardest time keeping food down because I have pretty severe reflux, and doctors just kind of shrugged and told me I had to live with it. So, I'd dread eating anything, because I knew it would come right back up. But now, if I have peppermint oil capsules like half an hour or so before I eat, I can... eat whatever I want. And it doesn't come back up. I could cry at how fucking magical and life changing it is to be able to just eat and enjoy it without worrying about throwing up soon after because my body wouldn't keep it down. It's so fucking miraculous. I'm tearing up writing this, that's how much of a relief it is to FINALLY have a solution that WORKS after my body being like this for as long as I can remember and everyone telling me that there's nothing that can be done about it.

- I have been eating healthier than I ever have for the longest I ever have. My body feels so much better for it, and I'm so proud of myself.

- I naturally wake up at 6:30am now, no alarms needed.

And probably more things, but that's all that comes to mind at the moment.

#personal

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Weimen Yang

1. Name, Year, Major & Hometown

Weimen Yang, 4th Year, Computer Science, Sacramento, CA

2. What are you most proud of?

I am most proud of myself for being able to see everyone's ugly faces everyday.

3. If you could choose a Sanrio character as a pet, which one would it be and why?

I don't know. Anyone that likes Sanrio is a red flag tbh. I think Keroppi cause he got a fat butt (just like me fr) and that tongue finna go wild 💀💀🙄👀.

4. What is the biggest green flag in someone?

Biggest green flag? Definitely not whatever you consider is a green flag cause you a walking red flag. To be honest, the biggest green flag in someone is when they ask for pics of my poop or sniff the restroom after I destroy the toilet like I destroy my enemies (my meat).

5. What’s your biggest ick?

Biggest ick is you. Someone that doesn't put in new toilet paper when we run out (I have to use my hands to wipe my ass). Someone that doesn't refill the soap bottle ( I know you have no soap in there to wash your hands after you take a shit or piss. Dirty af). Someone that doesn't refill Brita filter water (it literally takes 15 seconds, you can wait 15 seconds before going back to your game. You're gonna lose anyways so it don't really matter. Skill issue tbh 💀💀💀)

6. If you were Kirby, who/what would you swallow and become?

If I was Kirby, I'm most definitely swallowing my own dick and becoming myself cause I'm just built different you feel me :-) But actually, I think I wanna swallow you so I know what it feels like to be a bitch 😂🤣

7. What’s the most embarrassing moment in your life?

Most embarrassing moment in my life is realizing that the human body can run out of ejaculate for a day and you need to let it recharge :-(

8. When’s the last time you cried?

Last time I cried is right now, as I am typing up this whatever tf this is called.

9. What’s your most used emoji?

🤓

10. What do you value in friendship and tell me about your best friend?

Friendship is a precious bond that enriches our lives, providing companionship, support, and a sense of belonging. When it comes to valuing friendship, several key aspects hold immense importance for me. Firstly, trust forms the foundation of any strong friendship. The ability to confide in each other without fear of judgment or betrayal fosters a deep sense of security and allows for open and honest communication. Trust is an essential ingredient that strengthens the bond and creates a safe space for mutual understanding.

Another vital aspect I value in friendship is loyalty. A true friend stands by your side through thick and thin, offering unwavering support and loyalty. This commitment transcends mere proximity or convenience and extends to being there for each other, even in the most challenging times. Knowing that you have a friend who will always have your back is incredibly comforting and reassuring.

Moreover, shared values and interests are crucial in fostering a strong and lasting friendship. When you have common ground and aligning beliefs, it becomes easier to connect on a deeper level and engage in meaningful conversations. The ability to enjoy similar activities, pursue shared passions, and understand each other's perspectives strengthens the bond and creates a sense of unity.

Reflecting on my best friend, I am fortunate to have someone who embodies these qualities. Sarah, my best friend, has been an incredible pillar of support and understanding in my life. We met during our college years and instantly clicked due to our shared sense of humor and interests. Over the years, Sarah has consistently shown unwavering loyalty and trustworthiness. I can confide in her without reservation, knowing that my secrets are safe and my vulnerabilities won't be exploited.

Sarah's loyalty has been a constant source of strength during difficult times. She has been there for me through various ups and downs, offering a listening ear, heartfelt advice, and a shoulder to lean on. Her presence in my life has made the journey more meaningful and enjoyable. We share a multitude of interests, from exploring nature to discussing books and engaging in intellectual debates. This shared passion for growth and learning has deepened our friendship and enabled us to support each other's personal and professional endeavors.

In essence, friendship is a treasure that should be nurtured and cherished. Trust, loyalty, and shared values are the pillars on which strong friendships are built. Through Sarah, I have experienced the beauty and depth of such a bond, and I am grateful for her unwavering friendship.

#teachmehowtodobie

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