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Kiana Khansmith
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Color Me Curious
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The Stonewall Inn
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@persian-likethecat
lately i’ve been replacing my “i’m sorry”s with “thank you”s, like instead of “sorry i’m late” i’ll say “thanks for waiting for me”, or instead of “sorry for being such a mess” i’ll say “thank you for loving me and caring about me unconditionally” and it’s not only shifted the way i think and feel about myself but also improved my relationships with others who now get to receive my gratitude instead of my negativity
My kink is husbands & wives who are still portrayed as very much in love with each other, because even after years of commitment and kids, they still talk to each other, go on fun random adventures and try new things. No resentment. No portrayal of marriage as a chore. Just actual love.
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Does anyone else have like. Anxiety-related memory problems. Like, after you do something, you start wondering if you messed something up or did something wrong, and you get really anxious over possible mistakes you made and you genuinely can’t remember if you made those mistakes or not?
Like for example maybe you write someone a letter and then after sending it you start imagining you made some terrible mistake and despite the fact that you yourself wrote and proofread and sent it, you can’t remember if you did or not?
It happens to me a l o t and it’s terrible and scary because I can’t trust my own memories when I’m anxious
i’m at my moms house and she’s going on and on about how wrong it is for girls to date girls and boys to date boys and i’m sitting here like
i’m as straight as my eyebrows mother
It’s good to remember sometimes that tumblr doesn’t actually matter
“remember that time in 7th grade when you-“
why be mean when you can be sheen
“Fuck school”, I say as I do all my homework and aim for A’s
can someone come collect their mum please