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@bunnyspeaks
į„«į” if you hold me without hurting me, youāll be the first who ever did .į
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I love love love having a tumblr account, it makes me feel like a niche celebrity
There is something sacred about fragrance.
The way it settles quietly on the skin, asking nothing, offering comfort.
When I wear it, I feel calm.
Like the world softens its grip for a moment.
Like Iām allowed to exist gently, without explanation.
Fragrance is memory, emotion, and safety all at once.
A small ritual of care.
A quiet way of choosing peace. š¤ š
My thoughts about people I love.
āi want your attention but I donāt want to bother youā
Let me be myself. Allow me the space to be loved and love you fully.
If my hobbies to you are odd, if Iām too much, then let me be. Donāt come to someone you want to change.
Go find someone else.
Let this bunny have the zoomies in peace.
Itās an melancholy feeling.
I see them walking past me, in the same room, eating in the same place.
Iām to scared to go over there.
Iāve tried to love. I want to.
My heart keeps beating a mile a minute.
Can you see it, Bunny?
A blue clear sky, a meadow blooming flowers, and the wind blowing.
Us laughing together. Our friends all with us; enjoying the peace of the day.
For just a few minutes the world stoped. Time nothing but a figment. ļæ¼
I soften when you tell me itās alright.
When you remind me I donāt have to brace,
that I can open slowly,
at my own pace,
held in your attention.
If I show you the real meā
the quiet one,
the softāeared, easily startled heartā
will you like her?
I hope one day someone will love me just as much as I love them.
I give. I have given so much of my heart.
I want kindness and a gentle smile.
Someone that wonāt fracture what has been put back together.
Iām listening.
Iāll soften when you stay steady with me.
Just⦠donāt rush the little bunny.
I have a headache⦠I need someone to give me a hug.
Iām soft by nature,
and intentional about where I place that softness.
I respond to steadiness.
To presence that notices before it reaches.
I open when I feel safe,
when guidance feels respectful, not rushed.