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Hector please indulge Lyric in your submissive stalker slow burn, he’s a huge fan.

I think they pair well together, I think I’ll call them WrittenWords.

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You once said, 'In silence, hearts find their wings, crafting dreams from whispers,' and those words became a compass on uncertain paths.

Younger me wouldn’t believe how much I love my body now. for so long, I felt ashamed of my curves like they didn’t belong to me.

I remember in 7th grade, a boy I had a crush on pointed at the curve of my thigh and asked, "what’s that extra bit of fat?" I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. I went home and couldn’t look at myself the same.

but now I see the way they used to sculpt women in marble and I see myself they made statues of bodies like mine, soft, full, divine I’ve always been art I just didn’t know it yet.

First Kiss- gazing into her eyes I lightly brush her cheek and lips then run my fingers through her hair, I kiss her softly on the lips, then harder with full passion, while drawing her in tightly, until we both practically swoon…catch our breath and repeat encore…

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Never Give Up – A Meditation on Stubborn Dreams

A dream is a delicate form of future memory.

Something within us already knows where we belong — even if reason hasn’t found the path there yet.

Humans are born with the ability to see, in their mind’s eye, what doesn’t yet exist.

This is the gift of imagination — and the curse of persistence.

For those who dream are also condemned to struggle.

They live between what is and what ought to be.

And that gap… it hurts.

But abandoning the dream is not rest — it is a different kind of death.

A quiet, inward death that comes not suddenly,

but through the slow fading of possibility.

Do not give up on what pulls you forward just because the road is hard.

Difficulty is not proof of failure, but a sign that the dream is worthy.

That you are becoming someone strong enough to hold it.

Remember:

Not everything that moves makes noise.

And not everything silent is standing still.

A dream is not measured by the speed of its fulfillment,

But by the depth of your persistence.

And those who persist — reshape the world,

even if at first, only their own.

And if you’re reading this now, know this is no accident.

Hope still exists.

The future you long for is still waiting.

Don’t put out the light. Let it lead you forward.

A Promise

A Promise A promise is not just words we say, It’s a quiet vow that chooses to stay. In moments bright and in moments tough, It stands beside when life gets rough.

It’s in the silence, strong and true, In every small thing we choose to do. Not written in ink, not carved in stone, But held in hearts, deeply grown.

A promise means “I won’t let go,” Even when storms begin to blow. It’s faith that time cannot erase, A gentle strength, a steady grace.

For promises kept, though soft and small, Are the strongest bonds of all.