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Janaina Medeiros
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@vibrant-shark
The Quickstep 😎
There’s space for everyone here. Always. (Except ICE, get wrecked)
But I’m taking a second, this one’s for the men. Ladies, keep scrolling.
Gentlemen….make her feel safe.
I have so many men talking at barber shop, at work, online, “What can I do?” “How do I make things better?” “How do I get the spark back?”
Don’t ask what you can do. I’m telling you.
Hold space for her.
Listen to her. Actually listen.
Make her feel heard.
Make her feel seen.
Meet her where she is.
Not where you want her to be. Not where you think she should be. Where she actually is.
When a woman feels safe with you…truly safe, emotionally safe…something shifts. When she knows she can speak and you won’t dismiss her… when she knows you’re paying attention… when she knows you care enough to stay present instead of getting defensive…
It unlocks doors you wouldn’t believe.
Emotionally.
Mentally.
Sexually. Especially Sexually.
You don’t need tricks. You don’t need lines. You don’t need some secret playbook.
You need presence.
Be the man she can soften around.
🐕🐈😅🥰
Had the most vivid dream last night it was about a year or 2 ago when i was living at home, everything was very normal and in its right place and as it always was when i got home from work. Family hanging out and dogs wagging their tails to greet me. Frankie was there, healthy and fluffy and i patted her first and while i was patting her i asked rhetorically “this is a dream isn’t it?” And i knew then it was but i stayed there for a minute or as long as I could before the dream evaporated
Glass bottle, possibly made in the Holy Roman Empire, uncovered in a Turkish garbage pit, 17th century.
from The Budapest History Museum
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“Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.”
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
“I never want to stop making memories with you.”
— Pierre Jeanty
@xalosapiens
I could just live back there