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I did the big chop! I’ve been wanting to do it for years now!! Healthy head of curls here I come.
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Two month growth update ☺️
Early Sunday evening
The sun barely peeks through the clouds
Its been overcast all day
You’ve been casting looks
As the fisherman cast their lines
Sinking their hooks
Like you sink your teeth in me
Early Sunday evening
The sun barely peeks through the clouds
Its been overcast all day
You’ve been casting looks
As the fishermen cast their lines
Sinking their hooks
Like you sink your teeth in me
“6 months from now I will be in a different situation.”
Speak it into existence.
THESE GLASSES HAVE SPECIAL LENSES WHICH TURN LIGHTS INTO HEARTS
edit: for everyone asking they’re called love lenses & they were $20 on lovelenses.com
Bitches really paying $20 for an astigmatism… its me, im bitches
Good news! They’re only $9 at the moment
THEY ACTUALLT WORK this changes everything
THESE MAKE LATE NIGHT WALKS AMAZING
The hearts are way clearer than you’d expect and they don’t mess with your vision too much to walk in them
this is how harry styles sees the world
these seem like a truly necessary purchase
Feelings While Ill
Im sick
& you don’t touch me like you used to.
I used to think you couldn’t get enough
But i guess enough is enough
My attraction doesn’t fade but yours does
Losing all lust between us.
You fuck me for pity
And tell me you love it
But you never love me
You miss it
But you never miss me
You cherish IT
But you wont cherish me
You dont even go down on me anymore
& yet i stay
I come each and every time
I know my needs, i know yours too
But i also know your wants
They are not me
And i am not her
Maybe one day
We wont need to use each other anymore.
I want to enjoy what everyone else enjoys
I want that thrill
That excitement
The lack of care...
Yea I’ve played a few games
But I always played safe
I learn too quickly
I should’ve made some more mistakes
I crave stability
Im only 23....
I should be more reckless
But thats never been me
I miss rebellion
The joy of your teenage years
Or the craving of toxic lyrics in my ears
Everything’s a trigger now
Inside my own head and I can’t get out
Round hips and ass
Who wouldn’t want that?
Gawking at her figure
Quite simply matched
“Love yourself!!”
They tell you...
As I’m staring at curated perfection
Body goals and types, a subconscious demise
Instilled within the innocence of our minds
You see her everyday
However she manifests herself
Attainable luxury
To have a body worth rent money
You’re a prize in everyone’s eyes
For only $5895
Finance your dreams
Pay a limited price
For a life sans strife
Where men form lines to pay your dime
What a life...
Pretty Fools
“I hope she’ll be a fool – that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool”
-Daisy Buchanan
Ignorance is bliss Knowledge is power What should you subscribe to? I always chose knowledge But maybe I should’ve been a fool Maybe daisy was right better off ignorant It’s always nice to choose To play the fool… But what they didn’t tell you Sometimes you don’t get to choose To be made a fool They didn’t say that’d hurt so much All of this is foolish Treat me with care Deceive me no more Beautiful I am With that, a price to pay Girls like me get fooled every day.
Lacking Future
-a reminder to not get so caught up in your present. the future exists for a reason and we have the fortunate ability to dictate that. all in all, don’t get lost in the sauce.-
Lacking Future
In a world full of doubters it is easier to ride the undercurrent to swim amongst the rest, relying on existing thought for your own absolute resolution. free thinking is hard but easy to say it is easy to say whatever freely but to truly say something and be free is contrary ignorant thoughts come with consequence therefore it is not free for we pay the price for that very ignorance i believe to think and assume what is currently present will remain inherently, is ignorant to ignore the possibility of an unforeseen future is to remain stuck stagnant without growth as a society we must grow our thoughts, perceptions, expectations must advance beyond our current scope how else did we get here? it is wrong to ignore what currently exists. i know that but to oppose all possibility of rendition… ulterior interpretation is to consciously remain in the dark.
No love
You’re avoiding me
As if I did something to you.....
Your energy is hostile
Your absence is purposeful
You’ll never tell me whats wrong
It’s easier to pretend I don’t exist
A pattern this is with you
I’m done being a victim
Punishment?
You may as well punish yourself
Not a single congratulations
Not an ounce of positivity for me.
Im supposed to be close to you
But you can’t even be happy for me
I’ve known for years that this wouldn’t last
We’re clearly set on different paths.
And while I’ve always been supportive of you, I forgot to make sure you were supportive of me too...
Memory
Some days I imagine going completely dark
No one can see me
My social media presence is nonexistent
All that exists are memories
I’ve been good thus far, I’m happy with your remembrance of me
Giving a piece of me & my time for so long I forgot to find piece of ones own mind
Im happy forgetting it all, i know i would be
Brain like a sponge, once the waters gone it’s like it was never there
Everyone....everything...can fade
Into the night like a tidal wave
Crashing so loudly and leaving subtly
As if it never happened at all
As if I never happened....
Let me be a memory
They appreciate you more that way.
Round hips and ass
Who wouldn’t want that?
Gawking at her figure
Quite simply matched
“Love yourself!!”
They tell you...
As I’m staring at curated perfection
Body goals and types, a subconscious demise
Instilled within the innocence of our minds
You see her everyday
However she manifests herself
Attainable luxury
To have a body worth rent money
You’re a prize in everyone’s eyes
For only $5895
Finance your dreams
Pay a limited price
For a life sans strife
Where men form lines to pay your dime
What a life...
Epar
I think its time to get this off my chest
Something happened to me
And it didn’t click at first
It didn’t register that i was hurt
An innocent night, gone totally awry
I’ve blamed myself time after time
Only recently, did i learn i am a victim too
I didn’t know you
and i wished they hadn’t left us alone
Way past midnight, i had no way home
You tried to make me feel “safe”
It was only a ploy
When i cried “please dont”
You continued with joy
You refused a condom
& held me down with bodily force
I couldn’t fight you
I had no choice
On & on & on you went
I cried and cried, my emotions spent
You don’t think you did anything wrong
& I could never tell this story aloud
For a girl like me, just know you’re not alone...
Epar
I think its time to get this off my chest
Something happened to me
And it didn’t click at first
It didn’t register that i was hurt
An innocent night, gone totally awry
I’ve blamed myself time after time
Only recently, did i learn i am a victim too
I didn’t know you
and i wished they hadn’t left us alone
Way past midnight, i had no way home
You tried to make me feel “safe”
It was only a ploy
When i cried “please dont”
You continued with joy
You refused a condom
& held me down with bodily force
I couldn’t fight you
I had no choice
On & on & on you went
I cried and cried, my emotions spent
You don’t think you did anything wrong
& I could never tell this story aloud
For a girl like me, just know you’re not alone...
That’s not quite true. The reporter behind the story, Daphne Caruana Galizia, was murdered.
Not just murdered, that could have been coincidence.
She was murdered with a fucking car bomb.
That’s not a botched robbery or a serial killer, that’s a professional assassination. Someone with money and political power, someone you might have voted for, planned and paid for this homicide.
An international group of journalists still collaborate to continue her work. It’s called The Daphne Project.