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The universe wants us to be together so badly that...
Even when I force myself apart from you.
We're still near eachother in vicinity.
I travel home from work and stare out the window and I see your car over there.
The distance closes in and I see your bright smile and soft eyes staring back at me. We both laugh at each other, in the moment.
We almost race eachother home.
Home.
Home is back to you.
The Universe made me a home in you.
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Do you ever feel like this reality is just not made for you.
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the thing that gets me about about barbie is that barbie land wasn’t even purposefully a matriarchy, barbie land came about because of the way little girls were playing with their barbies, it wasn’t created by mattel it was created by the people using the toys, so the fact that the barbies ignored the ken’s and had girls night every night wasn’t because they had some bias against him, it was just an accurate depiction of how kids play with barbies. I had some ken dolls as a child and they were essential to the plot in the sense that of course my barbie has a boyfriend because that represented the world i saw around me, but also he didn’t have any purpose in my dream world because i was only interested in what the girls were doing because they represented me and how i wanted to be, I wanted girls night every night I wanted the girls to be president and austronauts and not because of some inherent feminist idea but because I was a girl and I wasn’t thinking about boys, ken was an accessory. this movie wasn’t made to change the world but it showed a different perspective than what we usually see which I thought was fun. Men don’t have to be the centre of all our stories and its not even because we hate them, sometimes we’re just not thinking about them
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....also
It's 7:19 am, The house is quiet and dark, there is a warm glow at the window as the sun is slowly waking. The birds are stirring and the rain is pattering on the open window, I can feel the cold air and smell the fresh earthy scent of petrichor.
I'm surrounded by the softness of blankets and stuffed animals and my sweet boy is next to me quietly breathing away, not yet a snore but soft breaths.
He's dreaming and twitching and I can't find any other perfect moment, I admire him.
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I love him.♡♡
Just needed to tell Tumblr that he woke me up just to give me lots of kisses all because he missed me and then went back to sleep.
My exes would have yelled at me for remotely showing affection if they were asleep. Absolutely repulsed by me if I woke them up.
All I'm saying is... This man mirrors my love languages that I give him, leaving us with the most beautiful bond. ♡♡♡
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Talking about my dreams with my man in a dark car park with the headlights on.
We're definitely going to get married.
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tumblr is literally about talking to yourself through text posts or tags and once in a while people get nosy
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They don’t want you, you fool. They want that man and his moving castle
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I take it back.
The world could end at the age of 25 because...
Everyone forgot my birthday 🙃
Subpar "happy birthday" that feel forced because people rather be polite than actually care.
I'm not even worth remembering or a card.
I'm just so Tired. Drained. Upset. Frustrated.
That I go out of my way to celebrate others, give them gifts and cards and pour my heart out in writing and...
I get nothing back.
My existence isn't worth remembering.
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It me today :)))
birthday girl vore is one year old today :)))
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