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and He provides me everything I want, need, and more.
I will always reblog this
ā§āĖ šŖ· . š You're Already living your dream life - you just haven't accept it yet.
Stop waiting, stop hoping, stop wishing, stop doubting, you Already have everything you desire - right now, there's already a version of you that already living their dream life and have everything that you ever Wanted, the only thing that is stopping you is fear, doubt, not believing in your power and in yourself, and the only standing between you and your dream life is your refusal to accept that you already have it.
Manifestation isn't about 'getting' something, it's about embodying the Version of yourself that already have your desires, shift your state and think as the version of yourself as if you already had your desires for example:
Wanting a car? ā i think of how beautiful my car is and how comfortable it is to drive in it.
Wanting an appearance change?ā i think of how my appearance is perfect and beautiful, and how i feel confident and comfortable in my own skin.
Wanting money?ā i think of how i have the freedom to buy whatever i want and that no price surprise me.
Wanting my dream life? ā i think of how comfortable and happy i am living my dream life and how grateful that i have everything i wanted.
You don't need to see movement, you don't need proof, you don't need anything because if you had your dream life you wouldn't wonder where it is.
This is called the Law of assumption for a reason, you made an assumption and you believed it that it's a fact without looking for proof, because the real proof is in your mind, in your imagination.
There's no such thing as time delay, this is a limiting belief, decide that you have your dream life right now and the 3d will reflect it instantly, you make the rules, you can just decide that you get your manifestation instantly and that time delay doesn't exist.
Manifesting isn't a job and isn't a process, it's the most natural and easiest thing ever, it's a lifestyle, you just need to keep it simple.
YOU'RE already LIVING your DREAM LIFE, you have it right now, not tomorrow, not in the year after, not in 2026 or 2027, start assuming that you're already living it, you're just going to embody that version of yourself.
Persist in your assumption, the 3d is just testing you, it's testing if you're going to keep being loyal to your assumption or not, DO NOT GIVE UP.
AFFIRM, PERSIST, AFFIRM, PERSIST, and let's the work to your subconscious.
You're the creator of your reality and you decide, you make the rules, and you make the change.
Xoxo, Eli.
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canāt risk it
THIS PIECE OF PICTURE WORKS.Ā
Gotta take all the chancesā¦..
Never risk it
Too close to finalās week
I could use it.
Could always use some good luck
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now iām thinkingā¦.maybe this is the good luck post
ā¦..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.Ā
So you know.Ā
This might be the real one, yāall.
my main mantras for 2025
plot plot plot
remember people love you
end harmful pattern
love yourself and know your worth
focus on growth (in all areas)
remember people care
be scared and do it anyway
no self-isolation (call bestie)
nonchalant is for losers
2025 is for yearning
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Shallow:
1. Favorite color
2. Height
3. Eye color
4. Hair color
5. Age
6. Piercings?
7. Tattoos?
8. Favorite animal/pet
9. Favorite scent
10. What time is it?
Wading:
11. Favorite time of day
12.First pet
13. Siblings
14. First car
15. On a day like today you would...?
16. The last book you read
17. The last text message you sent/received
18. Are you usually hot or cold
19. Pick one thing to your left, what does it mean to you
20. Day or night and why
Knee Deep:
21. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?
22. When was the last time someone told you they loved you
23. Who is your best friend and how did you meet
24. Would you rather...
25. Do you get sick often
26. Do you live alone or with other people
27. When was the last time you saw your family
28. What do you want to achieve in the next year
29. Do you believe in true love
30. Have you ever been hurt by someone you thought cared about you
To the Waist:
31. When was the last time you got hurt
32. Have you ever hurt yourself
33. What was the last fight you had about
34. Has anyone told you they hated you
35. Have you seen anyone die
36. What would you tell your younger self
37. Would you skip the bad parts of your life to be successful
38. What do you want to do with the rest of your life
39. Have you left behind/ were you left behind in a friendship
40. What is more important ___ or ___
Neck Deep:
41. Who would you want to meet again in your life
42. Why did you choose your career path
43. What is something you regret from your past
44. How much time is left at the end of your day
45. What was your last dream about
46. Have you ever hated someone and why
47. Talk about your favorite family member
48. What is one thing you want to confess
49. Have you ever tried to take away your problems instead of deal with them
50. Who would you save- yourself or a stranger?
Head Under Water:
51. Have you been in love
52. Talk about someone in your life who has died
53. Describe your first ____
54. When was the last time you thought you were beautiful
55. Have you ever had to recover after something
56. What do you hate about ____
57. Top ten life values
58. How do you fall asleep
59. When was the last time you smiled and the last time you cried
60. Would you give up everything for ____
Drowning:
61. Ask your own question
FREE ME!!!!!!! Idk from what...I just want to be free from literally everything
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A/N: āCan you do one where you find out you can talk to someone through your head and it turns out to be Harry?ā THIS WAS SUPER FUN! let me know if you guys want me to continue. Enjoy!
Ā Itās not typical for Y/n to bring guys home after a night outā¦thatās not her style. Sheās old-fashioned and prefers to exchange numbers with a lad, maybe go on an actual date before she gives him a taste. But thatās most nights.
Ā Ā Tonight, sheās internally vowing to never drink again as she lets the hands of this stranger explore her figure, his lips leaving kisses on any area of exposed skin. Her hands leave his soft, blonde locks to reach down and find her keys. As fun as this is, she could definitely do without the feeling of her back being pressed up against her cold door. Her hearts racing at the excitement of it all but in the back of her mind lies a bit of guilt. Heās not even her type; she hopes he isnāt getting the wrong impression.
Ā Ā Once inside, he pushes the door shut for her. They kick off their shoes and stumble their way into the cozy living room of her loft. They finally come up for air after what seemed like the worldās longest make out session. She uses this time to pull her tight dress down, kicking it out of the way. The fellow, whose name she canāt remember, finishes unbuttoning his shirt before he drops it behind him.Ā
Hey sits down on the couch and not too long after, Y/n straddles him, grinding down on his bulge. She can feel herself getting wetter with every rotation of her hips.
Meanwhile, a few miles awayā¦
āAnother shot!ā Harry hears. He sighs but canāt hide the smirk that creeps on his face as he picks up his second shot of the night. He takes it fast āGod, that never get easierā he coughs. His friends pat him on the back, being proper dicks about one measly shot.
āAtta boy, Styles!āĀ
Ā What they donāt know is, he slyly told the bartender to fill his glasses with club soda. Yes, he was lying to his friends but he didnāt feel like hearing their whines about him being āNo fun!ā. Heās having a good time, he really is but heād just rather be at home right now. He doesnāt really like going out so often, he always seems to find himself mentally exhausted and annoyed with the atmosphere.Ā
āIām gonna head outā He tells his friends, they try to convince him to stay and have just one more shot and as much as he would like to keep tricking them into thinking he was actually getting hammered, he just wants to get home.Ā āGuys really Iām just-ā
His thoughts are interrupted.
He hears what sounds to be a woman moaning which normally wouldnāt surprise him in this setting. People tend to do nasty shit in clubs like this but it sounded so close; almost like he had headphones on. He brushes it off until it happens again. He knows he probably looks insane, touching his ears and looking around like a crazy person.
āAhhā¦Iām so wetā The voice whimpers. He can feel himself getting harder by the second. Itās times like these he wishes he wasnāt so easy to excite. He could literally just overhear someone talk about breasts and before he knows it, heās stiff down there.
His eyebrows furrow and he quickly covers his erection, obviously not wanting anyone to see. He bids his friends goodbye before rushing out of the club and to his car which isnāt too far from the building. Heās thanking his lucky stars for the parking spot he chose. Harry gets in and rests his head on the steering wheel, trying to will this boner away. Heās still utterly confused but his main mission at the moment is to relax enough to drive home. He can deal with it there.Ā
Then, as clear as day, he hears the moans again. He whips his head around to the backseat of his car because it sounded that close. Thereās nobody there.Ā It doesnāt stop, and it certainly isnāt helping his raging hard-on, which he can now feel leaking in his trousers.Ā āmmmā it continues āFuckā
At Y/nās
āFuckā she moans, her nameless friend ruts his covered member up as she grinds down harder on him. She soaking now and just wants to feel him inside her already. She unbuckles his belt and slides off of him so that sheās lying her back upon the couch.
Back to Harry
He sits there, scared but also frustrated. He convinces himself that heās hearing voices because heās so hornyā¦or maybe the bartender slipped him some actual alcohol. He fumbles with his belt, looking around the dark lot to make sure there arenāt any bystanders that could potentially witness him at his absolute worst.Ā
He finally frees his cock, it springs up and smudges a little pre-cum on his black button down. Itās real nowā¦the fact that he actually just got hard for no reason.Ā āWhy the fuck is this happeningā he groans.Ā
Y/N
āWhy the fuck is this happening?ā She hears. She pushes her hands against the manās chest so she can look him in the eyes.Ā āWhat do you mean?ā She giggles.Ā
āWhat are you talking about?ā He replies before lining his head up with her slit. āYou just asked why this was happeningā. The look on his face tells her that he has no idea what sheās talking about. She laughs it off, saying that she probably heard her neighbors or something.Ā
He pushes in, filling her up with one stroke. Her eyes close at the sensation and she forgets all about what she was just concerned about. Her nails rake his back and she arches into him, shifting the angle slightly.
āYes! Right thereā
In Harryās Car
āYes right thereāĀ
Harry is going mad at this point, labored breathing and flushed skin. His eyes are shut tight, jaw locked, heās as red as a tomato and he doesnāt know how much more of this he can take. Heās successfully fighting the urge to just scream out until he hears another purr.
āDeeperā She sighs. Its the last straw for him. Harry bangs his balled up fist against the wheelĀ
āSTOP! SHUT UP!ā He roars. Only then, does the silence win. He listens for itā¦nothing. Its gone. He clears his throat and finally looks up and out of his car window. Standing there is a group of friends who seem to be walking into the club. Theyāre staring at him like he has three heads and he may as well. To Harry, that would be more manageable than hearing voices in his fucking head.
Y/n
āSTOP! SHUT UP!āĀ She jumps and accidentally knocks her forehead into the one right above hers. āOw fuck!ā He sits up and rubs the afflicted area.Ā
āWell, thatās what you get! Why would you yell at me like that?!ā She asks as she stands up and wraps herself in the small blanket that was folded over the arm of the couch. āWhat the fuck are you-ā¦youāre crazyā He muttered. He pulls his clothes back on, not caring to button up his shirt. Y/n doesnāt respond, she just stands there and waits for him to collect his things. She knows she isnāt losing her mind, it couldnāt have been the neighbors. It was so close, she can literally still feel her ears ringing. Maybe its best if he does leave.
āAll I wanted was a fuck and I got stuck with a fucking psychoā He chuckled. He slams the door behind himself.
Harry
Heās almost to his flat now; the car ride is silent, he doesnāt feel like hearing anything right now. Anything. Heās just glad that whatever that was, stopped and that his hard on is at a mild throb now. He can just tug one out in the shower tonight.
Then the unthinkable happens. He hears her again. This time, it sounds like she isā¦talking instead of moaning. He pulls into the nearest gas station to get a better listen. He might as well ease drop if its going to keep happening.Ā
Y/nās Loft
Y/n decided to call her best friend, Elena and tell her about what the fuck just happened. She wants to get a second opinion and make sure she isnāt actually crazy.
āSoā¦I swear, at first I heard him ask why it was happening and he acted like he didnāt say anythingā
āWow what the fuck? Did it sound like him?ā her friend pressed.Ā āI mean.. not really but it just sounded like it was right there.ā Y/n started.Ā āIām not gonna lie, it sounded a little rougher than his voice. I think thatās part of the reason I freaked out, it kind of turned me offā She joked, Elena laughed along with her
Harry
Harryās eyes had widened. Heās pretty sure that whoever heās hearing is talking about him. So they could hear him too? He still doesnāt understand any of this but he feels slightly relieved knowing he isnāt completely alone.
āI think thatās part of the reason I freaked out, it kind of turned me offā
āHey!ā he whines before quickly covering his mouth. He hadnāt meant to say anything, it just came out. What she said kind of offended him, seeing as girls often tell him his voice is sexy and sensual.
Y/n
āHey!ā She heard. It was the voice again. She looked around her living room, her first thought being that someone had to be in her house. And of course sheās still standing in only a blanket, so if there is some robber in her home, heāll probably try to take advantage of her. She told Elena she would have to call her back, she was too distracted to really hear what she was saying anyway. Maybe it was stupid to get off of the phone at a time like this but she just needed to think clearly and listen for the voice again.
āHello?ā she whispered
āā¦.uhmā¦hello?ā she heard. She screamed and ran for the door, still in only a blanket. She stopped when she heard the voice scream as well, sounding just as scared.
āJesus! Fuck stop screaming you scared the shit out of me!ā she heard.Ā Only now does she realize that the voice is coming from within; she just ran across the loft and its still right in her ear.
Harry
āI scared you?! Who ar- what is this?!ā She spits out. Harry runs a hand through his hair, putting his cell phone up to his ear to hide the fact that heās talking to himself just in case anyone decides to look at him.
āI donāt know. I really donāt but Iām just glad Iām not the only oneā he sighed. āOr maybe I am and this is just a delusionā He chuckles, everything is so fucked up but heās always been the type to find the humor in serious situations.
āOkā Y/n starts. āLetās justā¦letās figure this out togetherā
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