Miley Cyrus seen leaving her hotel in London on December 5h, 2018.

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Miley Cyrus seen leaving her hotel in London on December 5h, 2018.
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Miley in London 06/12/18
SHE LOOKS INCREDIBLE
Waking up from a nap
“i wish i was like you” he says. heaves a sigh that blows up into the air and tries to claw my face open. i hide my eyes by staring at my coffee cup. “uh,” i said. “what does that mean.” under the little cafe table, i jiggle my legs enough to start an earthquake. why did i even agree to meet up. “what does that mean?”
he said it was a professional thing. i don’t know why i bought that. my mom says i always trust tigers too much, am gonna end up with a mauling.
“you know,” he sighs, “you’re in love. and you’re happy. and it’s not even like i need that kind of thing, but i want it. i want someone who tries their best to keep me happy and who is always there for me and will be in my bed at night and wake me up with coffee in the morning. i want that.”
“uh,” i say. i think i’m taken aback, but i am not enough of a white middle-aged woman to feel valid in the emotion. i settle for shuffling the papers we still haven’t gone through. “okay.”
he leans over. “i know you’re like, gay, or whatever - but how did you find her? where do i find somebody like her?” deep breath. “someone for me, like that. someone romantic, that remembers all my plans and ideas and desires. who gets me the right gift even when i wasn’t expecting it. you know. true love.”
there’s wrong, and then there’s this. and he’s not the first person i’ve heard say basically the same thing. i tear up a piece of croissant. “you want love,” i say.
“yeah,” he says.
“then how come,” i put the croissant down. i pick up the papers. “everything you just wished for is what someone can give you, not what you can give someone?”
if you see someone being interrupted in a conversation, acknowledge them, don’t let them be pushed to the side. if you see someone lagging behind, walk beside them. if someone is being ignored, take the step to include them. always remind people of their worth. it hurts when it feels like you’re being forgotten. that small gesture can mean a lot.
THIS WOULD BE REALLY NICE, THANK YOU
The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde (1890)
“He is not the sun. You are.”
— Christina Yang
National Library - Athens, Greece
pictures by dukedevalentinois (flickr | instagram))
tbh i am not the person you want to be texting in an emergency, my notifications are off and i’m on Do Not Disturb. i haven’t had a ringtone since the dark years of ‘06. i’ll text u back in four (business) months like “hope that worked out, the Lord works in mysterious ways xx”