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[funkyfreshflavor]

@pfunkydiabetic

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You will always be important to me 😚😚

[frogmunist-deactivated20190724]

Don’t get your kids piercings until they’re old enough to actually know if they want it. I’m sick of seeing 8 year olds with ear piercings.

[steven-universe-official-deacti]

Crystal clear sign of trashy parents.

[fancydunamancy]

did you know you can just… stop wearing earrings if you don’t want them anymore? jfc they’re piercings, not some kind of medieval torture

[ororomunroedontpullout]

This is racially coded because many Black and Latino parents get their child’s ears piece as infants. Many Asian and African cultures incorporate piercings as part of ceremonies/traditions

Y'all ain’t slick

[ms-andry]

THANK YOU this seems like the THING to talk about in white mommy circles lately and I’m SO. FUCKING. SICK. OF. IT.

[ladyfabulous]

Seriously. Every baby girl in my family has had their ears pierced around their first birthday. You think Indian girls wear all those fancy earrings in ears pierced at 16? Please.

[shewalkslikethunder]

i got my ears pierced when i was a literal baby. don’t remember it whatsoever. all it did was allow me to wear earrings, but i guess that means my parents were trash, lmao. kiss my ass.

[funkyfreshflavor]

My parents also had my ears pierced before I was old enough to remember, it definitely didn’t leave any emotional scars. Why don’t you stay in your lane, OP.

[pfunkydiabetic-blog]

What about boys getting circumcised? Should be considered more damaging right? Well you won't hear any complaints from @funkyfreshflavor ... of course, the female genital mutilation in Africa is a much bigger concern than any of this, bozo.

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[diveinside-mymind]

My home is between your arms…

http://www.diveinsidemymind.com/2016/05/between-your-arms.html

[pfunkydiabetic-blog]

I just want to go home @funkyfreshflavor

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Trying to find a balance, With dealing with the good and malice, The tragedy is I have cleaned my act, But the damage that was done is difficult to reverse back, Triggers cause the pain to shoot out, The pain isn't one sided in this bout, Maybe space is the solution and maybe it's not, Time away is a lesson learned but not taught, I must love the pain because I'll never give up fighting, And never refrain from my love and her biting, Like Tyson and Holifield, Leaves my heart exposed with no shield

[overflowingmindblog-blog]

Young lovers seek perfection. Old lovers learn the art of sewing shreds together. And of seeing beauty in a multiplicity of patches

How to Make an American Quilt  (via overflowingmindblog)

#patches #wearebecomingoldlovers

[thegoodvybe]

[pfunkydiabetic-blog]

Accurate

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It was the best of times

It was the worst of times

Losing the desire to rhythm or reason

Maybe I can Spring up, tis the season

However I’m tittering on the edge

Awaiting my lovers revenge

Getting crush between the walls and ceiling

Yes, I have lived long enough to be the villain

But can I ever be seen as the hero

I’ll keep trying as long as the probability isn’t zero

If needed I would die for her to show that she is the one

But she is strong... so a hero? she needs none

She needs a man that will treat her with respect

I know that I can be that man in every aspect

What is left? A lonely man filled with regret

I need her...I need any chance I can get...

To be with her

It’s hard to know for sure

But if there is a chance, I’ll take all that I can endure

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Hope

Is it the felling of hope,

Or am I punch drunk from the rope-a-dope?

The feeling never changes

Like an interesting book with infinitely many pages

The fire inside constantly rages

The tightness of my heart

It is the most important part

With a yearning that’s off the charts

Baleh, dilam tang shodeh

Mage man be carram? Na nashodeh

Well it’s not hard to see

Unless you do not speak some Farsi

That’s why I am in love with the Marga

This feeling I know will never falter

So with this time away I’ll need to cope

With the only way I know how…Hope  

[pfunkydiabetic-blog]

Where the heart is

In the first week of November 2014

Passed an employment drug test and got with my girl to be

This girl is amazing and let me to be me

The girl I would want to share holy ceremon-nies

But I not once but twice disrespected, displaced her trust

Something so vial, degrading and filled with disgust

And for what? Zip, zilch, nada nothing!

I am left with shame and feel so disgusting

How could I ruin my chance with the one I love?

How can she know that she is the only one I truly love?

Now I see pictures of other men on her social media

I know I deserve all of this, no need for an encyclopedia

So it is only up to me to prove she is the only one I desire

She is my everything, lights my fire

But you see, she is the one I want to marry

The thought of losing her is the burden I carry

So I put my soul in to these rhythms, hope they console me

And hold me…

Close to where my heart is … and my heart is with her  

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