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Study tip: Doing it step by step also means to do it day by day. You will get much further if you keep doing a bit daily than everything in a couple of days. Give it time!
I'm drinking tea wine right now. Watching One Piece (still can't stop laughing at myself.. I haven't watched it ~6-7 years). New episode! Here we go! ❤️🔥
It's really good to be a part of a huge fandom.
20 y.o me is happy inside of me 😂 She apso pokes at me and laughs a lot 😂
It's very funny to remember how I was arguing with my friend when we were 20-23 years old.
Friend: Buggy is cool!
Me: NO! HE'S NOT!
Friend: You understand nothing..
Me: Oh, come on! He's funny sometimes but not cool. I hope he will never find the one piece..
Dear Buggy, sorry me for hating you 😂😂😂 I hope you'll find the one piece! 😂
Special thanks to all of you, nakama! Thank you for your stories, drawings etc. You are all talented!
My dear @laurasoretta, I'm glad I met you :)
@rorywritesjunk, I'll never shut up about your stories!
@gingernut1314 you rock! Your Songbird is 🔥
A letter to her
“Is it cruel to be kind?”
I ask her,
with the gloomiest eyes
And the softest cry.
“Is it cruel to be kind?
Is it a crime to be blind?”
Her reply was buried
In her choked sobs,
And stained hands.
Playing with the vines on her neck,
Trying to tug them off.
I ask,
If my eyes would mirror hers on an ill-fated day
I ask,
If I would suffer the same fate
I ask,
If I would weep to my daughter
When the clock hits the night.
And as her tears stain the clothes,
She warns me,
to not trust the sea
Or the sun.
To not fall prey to the whispers of the men
Or the stars they promise.
She warns me,
To not be kind to the whims of their youth
Or to hold onto the praises they adorn,
To not let go of the fear.
Because fear-
Fear binds us all strays.
Soon, Her tears turned grey,
And her heart withered away.
Her fate unchanged.
@thoughtstherapy