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@beccawise7v2
Love deeply ~ yet never so blindly that you mistake hunger for home.
Real love asks something of both people...
It should leave you undone in the best ways, not slowly unmake you for the comfort of someone who never intended to stay.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Truth... 💜🖤
R.E.D. FRIDAYS...
Until they all come home. 🎗
~beccawise7💜🖤
R.E.D. FRIDAYS... 💜🖤
~Kindness is free & it costs nothing to be a good human!
Wishing you a wonderful day!
~beccawise7💜🖤
Tuesday Tidbits! 💜🖤
June is Men's Mental Health Awareness month... I know y'all don't hear it near enought but...
The world is better with you in it. ✌️
Take care of you.
~beccawise7💜🖤
📷: bbbd
Always so composed... in his thoughts, his actions, his quiet certainty. He carried himself with deliberate purpose, every word and gesture measured, until the pull of her became impossible to ignore... few things are as beautiful as a disciplined man claiming her mind, heart, body & soul with purposeful intent.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
The deepest conversations rarely use words... carried in the spark of a look, the warmth of a touch, and the nearness of someone who feels like home.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
I saved your last voicemail in five places…
Just so I never lose the sound of your voice ~ the laugh and your jealousy over us being at the beach, while you baked in the hot sun in a country 8,000 miles away....
and then the part where you said
you'd be out of touch for a while and 'not to worry.'
But there was a tinge in your tone... Worry ~ and you never sounded worried.
The early morning call came
and it wasn't you on the other end of the line.
I chose stoic, while the world screamed.
Stayed quiet, while opinions rained down on your fall... as if they had any right to.
Navigated adulthood without the other half of me,
until I heard your voice again ~ calm in the tumultuous sea.
Peace, in the middle of the wars circling us.
I've cried oceans.
The tears still come more than I should say.
But here's what keeps me standing ~
you will never come home, yet I will see you again.
So I keep going.
Your voice in my ear, pushing me to be the best version of myself.
To change what I can. To help where I can.
To stand firm while the world breaks its back
trying to appease the noise.
I grow weary and then I remember what you taught me...
"Strength is found in quiet victories, where crowds never gather. The battles worth fighting, are the ones that will cost you deeply, but help others the most, that's why we do it. Not for ourselves. For the ones who can't."
You believed it. You lived it every day and you were the best part of us...
You never saw your service as political.
You saw it as protecting your family ~
your brothers and sisters in arms, us ~
and representing something worth standing for.
Many today, don't care and this weekend... many will forget.
But we won't...
Like every other day, we carry the loss of you
and hold tightly to the goodness of who you were and to the legacy you left behind.
This Memorial Day, I'll stand at the shoreline at sunset,
say a prayer for all those serving...
at home and down range ~
then place a bottle in the ocean
and let the current decide where your words land next.
I miss you. I love you.
The best of us never come home.
Happy Memorial Day... my hero, my family, my friend.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
Memorial Day Weekend... 🇺🇲🙏
The Voluntary Dark
In a world breathing with eight billion souls, we have somehow perfected the art of loneliness ~ and then immortalized it in a post.
How extraordinary... yet quietly devastating.
We are surrounded ~ by the rustle of leaves that have never asked anything of us, by animals who offer loyalty without condition, by human beings who walk within reach of our outstretched hands and still... we have chosen the screen over the street, the scroll over the sunrise, the curated shadow of a life over the trembling, imperfect weight of one truly lived.
This digital world does not hold you. It cannot. It will not sit at the edge of your bed when fever steals your sleep, will not press its forehead to yours in grief, nor will it take your hand ~ the one that shakes ~ as you lower someone beloved into the earth.
It offers the performance of intimacy without its cost, and in accepting that bargain, we have traded something irreplaceable for something that was never real.
We write of longing... We compose our small elegies in comment sections and caption boxes, grieving the absence of authentic love while declining its every invitation. A partner cannot be assembled from algorithms. Connection does not live behind a profile...
And yet we search there ~ endlessly, hungrily ~ while the garden outside grows full and then goes to seed, while the neighbor we have never troubled ourselves to meet lives and ages quietly on the other side of a door we chose not to knock on.
Another year turns. The flowers bloom without witness.
We have built a prison of extraordinary design ~ no bars, no walls, no visible chains...
yet we are bound to it more faithfully than any cell could bind us. We mistake the confinement for comfort. We call the absence of living, rest.
We are not lonely.
We are simply asleep to how luminous, how loud, how devastatingly beautiful the real world is ~ waiting just beyond the glass, as patient as it has always been... asking only that we look up.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
Barbie wanted a dangerous man... Not ‘rides a motorcycle and owns a leather jacket’ dangerous...
She wanted galactic dictatorship dangerous.☠️
So now she’s getting railed by a Sith Lord who sounds like a haunted vacuum cleaner and treats foreplay like a military operation.
The Dream House has become emotionally unstable...
Half the closet is pink sequins ~ the other half is capes, rage, and enough unresolved trauma to power a small moon. 🌚
Every argument ends the same way:
Barbie: ‘You never communicate!’
Vader: heavy breathing.
Barbie: ‘Stop choking people when you’re overstimulated!’
Vader: ‘I find your independence…. arousing...' 👀🖤
Ken got dumped because he said ‘live laugh love’ ~ unironically while Vader looked her dead in the eyes and said,
‘Good girls deserve flowers.
Bad girls get the galaxy...'🤷♀️
Enjoy your Tuesday... remember, it costs nothing to be kind! 😉
©️beccawise7💜🖤
She carries strength like armor through the daylight… steady, unshaken, unbending.
But her softness? That isn’t given… it’s chosen.
Chosen with intention.
Offered only where she feels safe enough to set the armor down… piece by piece.
Because for her, softness isn’t weakness… it’s a sacred door ~ and not everyone earns the key.
©️beccawise7💜🖤
one day someone will hold your heart carefully instead of making you apologize for having one
Late Night Thoughts... 💜🖤
Beautiful. 💜🖤
There is nothing sexier to a woman, than a man who learns her... all of her.
~beccawise7💜🖤
Southwestern Chili
Delicious... 💜🖤
Tuesday Tidbits!
~In 2026... chase peace harder than attention. Attention is a fireworks show. Peace is soulfood. ✌️🧘♀️
~The median age worldwide is around 39 years old... 39!... Live Accordingly! 🙌🎉 #perspective
~Life is short, knees are unreliable and chemistry matters. 🤣🤷♀️
~Going offline for even an hour now feels vaguely erotic, slightly illegal and deeply therapeutic. (Doing this more & more.)🤓
~Real advice: eat the good bread, spend time with friends & family, laugh, travel, coffee, sex, intimacy, coffee, love & faith... Live it well! 💕
~Kindness is free ~ never stop being good to one another! 🥰
Have a great day!
~beccawise7💜🖤
