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lifesserenades · 1 month
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The Source
Everything happens for a reason right?
What was the crime?
That I'm owed so much by the universe, but yet this is my current fate
What is life at this moment?
But a sad tale of things gone wrong
Of woes and sad songs
Of crying along to the melancholy of life
I cry and I cry,
And yet no one hears my plea,
Who should?
Who am I calling out to?
The universe?
Who owes me so much
People?
Who don't care if I die or if I live,
Until I die
I cry out daily,
Bursting full of unheard wishes
Where are my wishes going?
Where were they going?
Where I had a direct line straight to the One,
Who answered every one of my calls
With a return of what I'd wished
Who cut the connection?
Me or them?
Was it my whininess? My whinging?
My never dying song?
Did I not foster the relationship enough?
So self involved?
Became too human
Why do I feel so alone?
When before I didn't?
Who's abandoned me on the other side of this telephone call?
When will I get my connection back?
Will I?
Ever?
It feels like I've been cut off at the source
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roseturnedblack · 6 months
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My favorite Bl book
Allure of the Siren, Temptation, Deception and Redemption.
I recently read the book Allure of the siren written by C.L.Ramos, a black author who is part of the LGBTQIA+ community.I came to read the book by chance as one of my friends recommended it to me.The Allure of the siren tells the story of two rival detectives, Chaisai and Dao, who initially clash over a high-profile case but eventually find themselves drawn to each other in an unexpected way amidst the chaos of Bangkok.
What makes this story different from other Bl books is the is the skillful character development and how the author has masterfully woven the Plot. Instead of all powerful characters, we are met with two brilliant yet vulnerable men , who seem to be afraid of love. Chaisai and Dao's competitive banter and sharp minds make for a dynamic and engaging partnership, both in solving cases and navigating their blossoming romantic feelings.
Both Chaisai and Dao are plagued by their own demons that haunt them, but they ,like the common public , persevere. There's a sense of realism in the book , and the readers can truly resonate with the characters.
Honestly, this book resonated with me very much. This story is a mixture of all flavours ranging from mystery, fear and sadness to absolute joy and relief.
The author seriously discusses the issues of society and the problems faced by the modern day youth. The passion, the frustration, the rage ,the hatred, the fear,the thwarted desires that Chaisai and Dao feel truly resonate with the reader.
The writer shows that even between the corrupted politics, and the power hungry people who rule the upper echelons of society, the naive , promising passionate youth can truly make a difference.
The author's brilliantly camouflages modern day issues and themes of society, corruption , sexuality between sweet lines in between the pages of the book.
So I highly recommend this book to anyone who wants to buy and read it.
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For the ones who wanted to buy the ebook. Please see the links below
Amazon-a.co/d/ebslKDd
Barnes and Nobles-barnesandnoble.com/w/allure-of-th…
Kobo-kobo.com/us/en/ebook/al…
iTunes- Allure of the Siren by C.L. Ramos books.apple.com/us/book/allure…
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lettersxcaffeine · 3 months
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 "Your body is your country because it seeks your trust and your alliance. There is a difference between what your heart longs for and what the world tells you that you should have. Regardless of how you feel about your body, and regardless of how everyone else perceives it, your body wants you— deeply." -P.A. Williams
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usaywhatnow · 1 year
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Dre was just trying to live life but his ex threw that out the window.
#vibage #dre #amazonkindle #blackauthors
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atypicalashleye · 1 year
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I wish I was brave enough to stay.
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djmunden · 1 year
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We made it everyone! (And a little over!) Thanks so much for everyone who pledged! It’s going to be an amazing project! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/destonjmunden/dargath-chronicles-and-dusk-mountain-blues
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harembiwocsimpwriter · 11 months
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One of my MCs
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Picrew used is Black Centered Picrew <3|Picrew
This MC is for the "The Ballad of Devil's Creek" IF (The Ballad Of Devil's Creek on Tumblr,) their name is Rhiannon Mulligan as they took Charlie's last name as their own after two years of travelling with him after their meeting. There are parts of Rhiannon's past that is buried within their subconscious however there are permanent scars from what they have dealt with before gaining their own freedom.
The demon residing within Rhiannon's being call herself "Zira" as she stays asleep because in Zira's terms, there is no need for her to be awake as it seems like Rhiannon has their ability to live under control. If you would ask Zira about their existence within Rhiannon, she would say that it is one that she prefers compares to the ones that she has witnessed over her long years of existence. Zira does appear due to unique circumstances that would endanger their charge however they are limited in what they can do, thanks to the branding seal on Rhiannon's back.
If you ask Rhiannon about their family before meeting Charlie, you will be met with extreme resistance.
Mother - deceased, killed by slave owners when they were brought back to plantation where they ran from when Rhiannon was extremely young.
Father- deceased, well to her knowledge, he is deceased, illness took him.
Siblings - possibly through her father however it's something that Rhiannon isn't interested in knowing. She has knowledge of two older siblings that were sold to different plantations before her birth. Charlie is her older sibling and only family to them.
Age: 27
Theme Songs: Hell's Comin' With Me by Poor Mans Poison and Control by Halsey
Height: 5'4"
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Hi, I’m Cree she/her. This is my bio. I am a writer. I want to challenge the world, challenge expectations, challenge whatever it is to make people uncomfortable as they have to think about something. I’m uncomfortable and writing is how I make myself comfortable as a mixed person in America. You can message me on this blog. The only social media I have for this purpose is this blog. I don't have a portfolio because I don't publish. The last time I got recognition for my writing outside a classroom is winning essay contests in high school.
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jobesimming · 1 year
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chrisevansmentee · 1 year
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Love and Death.
It was the way she seemed to glow that drew his attention, she’d just sit still doing nothing and she’d be fascinating, intriguing even.
That air of mystery around her was what he breathed in daily. He loved her even before he knew her.
He had never longed for anything the way he longed for her, longed to hold her, feel her, and relax in that light she carried with her.
It was that love and conviction that led him to her.
It was that love and conviction that killed him, his undying love for her burnt him from the inside to the outside; it was that longing that was the death of him.
She was dangerous, he knew but the pain that came with her danger was the good kind. His friends called him a masochist, his mother warned him, but it was nothing compared to her blinding smile. In his defense, her smile was worth the risk.
She toyed with him, had him wrapped around her slender fingers, had him eating from her palm. He was in control, he was the man, she was the puppeteer drawing the strings and pushing them as she pleased.
He was the kite and she was the wind. They say he was losing  himself that love wasn’t meant to hurt that way, they say he cried himself to sleep on the nights when she ignored him, they claim he wrote sonnets in her name, on really drunken nights.
They say her name was the last thing he breathed. He sang her praises in the highest places just to get her to see him.
Even a passing glance from her was enough. He loved her even before he knew himself.
It was that love and conviction that killed him.
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ambtheauthor · 1 year
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Happy Valentine’s Day 💕
I love 🥰 the stories that I create and the characters I bring to life. They are all beautifully flawed, but there is always a happy ending 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾 even if the beginning starts off rocky. Dive into the collection ⤵️
https://www.amazon.com/stores/Amber-Monroe/author/B083GFPGN5?ref=ap_rdr&store_ref=ap_rdr&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true
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vynscorner · 1 year
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Aria looks... angry...
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lettersxcaffeine · 7 months
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all the Tumblr girlies pls keep sharing your thoughts and your loves on here
I've been on this site for awhile and you've taught me so much. I take your words and your hearts very seriously and I love that there's so much girl-bonding and girl-insight and girl-appreciation here. let's keep supporting each other and showing love for one another on our dashboards, shall we
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usaywhatnow · 1 year
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coye-oye-oye · 1 year
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My last piece of the year~! 🥳✨
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djmunden · 1 year
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Six more days guys and we are about 950 short. I have some family members that are coming in but I don’t wanna put too much stress on them. Please help if you can! Support your black author! Sorry for the begging, but I want this so bad and I’m so close. 
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