Delete your ex's nudes.
Delete anyone's nudes that doesn't fuck with you anymore.
Its creepy as hell to keep nude/lewd photos of someone who has CUT OFF that kind of connection to you.
Delete them.
Be a fucking adult.
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Delete your ex's nudes.
Delete anyone's nudes that doesn't fuck with you anymore.
Its creepy as hell to keep nude/lewd photos of someone who has CUT OFF that kind of connection to you.
Delete them.
Be a fucking adult.
"I have loved and I have loved until I cannot love anymore and somehow I still find more love in me to love with."
Post your p*rnhub searches. This is mine
sometimes i want to rip my heart out of my chest to not feel anything anymore, but then i remember how many people find comfort in my love
She's not difficult or hard to talk to or too complex, she just has more layers than time you're willing to invest. You like taking shortcuts and she'll always be the long way home. That's why you'll never know her; Some things are worth the extra time, like her and the long way home.
“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”
— Unknown
“I will not think less of myself just because you do not know how to love me.”
— Stephanie Chhum
I found someone who reads my scars as a poetry and I will never find a better definition of love.
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
she don’t need the world bro, what she needs is to feel secure in yours
I fear that I love too deeply for those who don’t love at all.
Not everyone has access to me because I want peace more than attention.