There is a quiet, ancient rhythm to the way our paths crossed. In a universe so boundlessly large, full of endless noise and beautiful chaos, it often feels like a miracle that two souls could ever truly find each other. Yet, here we are. It was never a coincidence or a stroke of blind luck;
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She believed the promises that things would get better, the explanations that were meant to ease her doubts, and the apologies that always came after the hurt.
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I need you my darling, I miss you today in my bed, My body cries out for your presence next to it, I'm longing to be yours, That you possess me,
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A woman surrendering because she feels safe is very different than a woman submitting because she has no choice. Someone recently told me that successful dominant men expect the people around them to submit.
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You might not remember it. They might not remember it. Most people don’t. But your twin flame was there, in your dreams, the same way they've been showing up every night since this connection began. Separation is a daytime thing.
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When people look at me, they usually see what I allow them to see. The smile. The laughter. The easygoing spirit that makes it seem like I don’t have a care in the world. But darling, that’s only the surface.
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Old for whom , for example, if you gonna ask me; Neither young nor old... I am not the person of this era. I am way behind in this era...
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Deep are the wounds women have endured for centuries. The pain, the shame, the injustice, the injury and anger runs deep in our cellular memory... Somehow we must find a way to renew ourselves genetically and heal inside all the way to the Core of who we are.
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If I saw you again, I would make the mistake of looking at you for too long, As I did it once, not knowing that a few moments would be enough, To stay living in me forever.
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Yeah I better take the fucking genius out of you and you want to send me to fuck off i don't know how many times.
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I've been thinking about you all day, happens that when i juggle verbs I always want to fuck under your navel.
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"They did not need claws, horns, or any theatrical entrance; womanhood provided enough architecture for them to build a kingdom inside me.
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