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@narugidesu
The one
An inconvenient, unconventional woman. Untempted by applause. Choosing a different path.
The kind of woman who would rather stay alone than reshape herself just to be liked. An introvert with so much depth and inner clarity that she no longer feels the need to prove anything to anyone.
She may seem arrogant. Strange. Even unlikeable because of a certain sharp, unconventional presence.
But that’s only how she appears from the outside.
In truth, she knows exactly who she is.
She guards her energy with great care and never allows random people to dictate how it’s spent.
Her interests don’t change with the trends. She can spend hours rewatching the films she loves, listening to the same songs, returning to the same books, and discovering something new in them every time. She isn’t running from herself—she is genuinely fascinated by living her own life.
Being invited into her inner world is neither luck nor coincidence. It’s a privilege she grants to only a very few.
I was there omg
I don’t feel shame in my sex appeal because it feels like something the goddesses created. It feels purposeful.
Nobuyoshi Araki
forever in awe of people who pay attention. people who wait for you while you tie your shoes while the others have walked away. when they continue listening intently while the rest of the group stopped listening. noticing your moments of silence when everyone else hasn’t. “this made me think of you” noticing things you never even noticed about yourself. people who say “text me when you get home safe.” people who make you laugh until you cry. childhood friends who keep in touch. people with genuine intentions. people who are soft when the world has given them every opportunity to turn hard. the “let’s get ice cream” at 3am friend. the turn up the music in the car and sing friend. people whose actions match their words. people who make the world feel less chaotic. kindred spirits. the trustworthy and honest. hard workers. good listeners. clear communicators. people who love you for who you are. people who don’t ask you to be anything other than yourself. people who choose you. people who stay.
quit my job and suddenly I'm in creative flow and writing again 🧍♀️
Sleep, drink and listen to the xx.
日本<3
Went for a walk with girls.
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: `My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!' Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away".