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The longer he remained silent, the thicker the air got. A lumb had formed in Katherine's throat still her eyes never left his, searching and scanning for answers in every line of his face. Her ears picked up on the racing heartbeat and it assured her of the utter happiness she'd granted Damon with those simple 3 words.
He spoke finally and Katerina swallowed, watching the spark in his blue eyes, she relaxed slightly, her lips forming a faint smile once he continued.
Caught off guard, His lips collided with hers, sharing a kiss that wasn't something Katherine could ever forget; a mixture of bent up desire and passion enough for Katherine to almost melt between his arms. She gave in, kissing him back with just as much emotion as a single kiss could convey.
Once their lips parted, Katherine eyes searched his, her expression didn't hide her surprise to what he said; she couldn't believe that a love so pure and selfless could exist and then last that long, let alone that it was directed towards her after everything she had done.
Realizing She'd been silent for too long, Katherine still knew that she couldn't really form thoughts yet so instead she threw herself into his arms, face nuzzled into his bare chest as she inhaled his scent. Only now realizing the effort she was putting into hiding her feelings, regardlessof whetheror not it worked, it was tiring nonetheless.
"You don't have to, we just need to be careful." She whispered into their embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck,instinctively maintaining the closure before she pulled back slightly, just enough for her eyes to meet his. The words about to come out of her mouth too unfamiliar even to herself but she could voice her thoughts now, her pride was no longer an issue at least not for the moment where the rest of the world seemingly faded. "I can't have anything happen to you. Cause frankly, Damon, I don't think I can survive losing you."

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"Is that a promise Mr. Salvatore?" She asked teasingly in response to the threat to her underwear in the next time.
As she clasped her bra, Katherine felt movement behind, the hands on her shoulder and the gentle kiss to her neck were enough to give in for her; her eyes fluttered shut, hands on top of Damon's as he wrapped his arms around her waist protectively causing her to reflexively lean into his touch with a smile that only widenedat his promising words but it only lasted till Katherine thought of them fully; Damon was promising her more than she ever gave him, he didn't even knew if any of this meant to Katherine what it meant to him and Katherine couldn't help but wonder if the last time he asked left such bad taste in his mouth that he in fear of disappointment and heartbreak refused questioning her again.
She remained wordless after his touch faded, the brunette stood up, watching a now half-dressed Damon searching for missing items of clothes. "I certainly didn't hear you complaining last night." Katherine teased right back, a provocative chuckle following her remark. She took the time to slip her pants, blouse and heels on as she listened.
He hadn't voiced any rejection to her joiningwhich she found calming as she didn't to argue him into accepting it, however there were still many questions on her mind; one nagging her slightly more than the rest, one that's caused purely by Damon's promises. "Damon," she started, taking to steps that led her right in front of him, handing him his belt with a soft smirk before asking. "What makes you think I'll stay around after all of this is over?" Eyes slightly squinted, arms crossed in front of her chest almost defensively as she curiously studied his features for clues.

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They say, People hate when they are powerless. What do you think? What makes you hate someone?

deeda_dahi’s Profile PhotoZalaam
I turn the Ritz into a poor house
It's like eviction number four now
Go 'head and ash it on the floor now
Girl, go 'head and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peakin'
And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide
Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side
East coast, nigga reppin' North Side
Never waste a ho's time
Bitch, I'm on my own time
Fuck a nigga co-sign
They say
People hate when they are powerless 
What do you think What makes you

Serious question: Should you get married if you are emotionally attached to someone else.( not w the person you're about to marry)? The person you r going to marry is perfect ticks all the boxes but you are scarred by past traumas and still have feelings for the person who hurt you?

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I think you should marry him but in the near future not rn. You're in your healing phase. When i was going through this situation i was scared as hell what if my ex's thought crosses my mind when i am with someone else? will i be able to forget him or love someone else like they deserve? but eventually those fears and thoughts faded away and alhumdullilah i am living a perfect life rn. I wish you all the best and hope you choose whatever is the best for you.

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Katherine watched him intently as his eyes roamed the room, she had begun to wonder if he had heard her at all until he spoke, proving that he was indeed listening. Brown eyes narrowed as he started, curiously tilting her head to the side anticipating the continuation.
It barely took her a second to understand exactly what he was hinting at, chuckling softly in response, eyes snapping to meet his as a seductive smirk stretched her lips.
He was stepping closer to her, leaning in, and she struggled to not immediately capture his lips in a bruising kiss. He continued talking and Katherine's smirk faded as she stepped backwards led by his steps until she gasped softly at the cold wall hitting her back.
Her hands reflexively found place on his firm chest. Her lower lip caught between her teeth without her even noticing. Her heart skipped a beat and because of the closure she was sure Damon had noticed.
His last words, a mixture between a warning and a promise, left the doppelganger with a lump in her throat. She tried to think but she was trapped, physically, mentally and even emotionally trapped.
Her eyes got lost in his shortly before she slowly dragged her gaze across his features and down to his lips, licking hers almost reflexively at the mere thought of tasting him again. Her hand on his chest slowly moved up and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer till his body pressed flush against hers. "I'm not sure that's a good idea, Damon." She started, playful but intentionally making it sound like a rejection even as her body instinctively clung to his.
With her hand around his neck, fingners buried in his dark locks at the nape of his neck. "Considering what we just told the reception, I might have to scream another name." She smirked proudly, devilishly. This was teasing at it's finest; she wanted so badly to push him off the edge, probably just as badly as he wanted to push her, and she was certain the mere thought of Katherine screaming her ex lover's name while Damon ravished her would be beyond enough. She didn't care if he'd rip into her neck in a second, she was just done waiting, she wanted him, or at least that's what die convinced herself of, later reality would dawn on her that it was no longer wanting him; rather a need for Damon that she absolutely refused to admit. Damon's possessiveness had always aroused her and she couldn't help but want to feel more, she'd been too reckless to even notice how she had begun rubbing against him slightly.

With only a few centimeters between their lips, Katherine was holding on by the finest strands of her will but not even that was enough when before she knew it, her lips collided with his, releasing that bent up desire she'd been suppressing since the first drop of his blood hit her taste buds, hands messily caressing his chest, back, hair, desperately to feel more; she'd later deal with the consequences,maybe try convince him it was nothing beyond a way to fill the time.

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When was the last time you felt genuinely, overwhelmingly happy and why?

June 4th, 2019. I had finally gotten with the girl that I wanted for the longest time. Every time she said she loved me I felt such a rush of natural happiness that there is no way to explain it in a way that makes sense. It's such a natural high, and I felt that every single time. The novelty of it never faded. Sadly, however, the relationship did. I can explain what happened, but I don't want this comment to turn into a novel, and besides, that's not the point of the question you posed. I still think of her daily, and I am sad about the way it all ended. I hope one day I get to meet her and say sorry for being such an idiot because of a stupid decision I made that I shouldn't have.

🌾🍁🍂Какие ассоциации у вас вызывает осень? Какие запахи? Звуки? Ощущения? Во что вы любите одеваться в это время года? Предпочитаете уютное пальто или любимую кожанку? Удобные кроссовки, красивые туфли или ботинки? Чем утепляете шею? Шарфом или арафаткой? Есть особый осенний плейлист?🍂🍁🌾

не обещаю глубокий ответ.
осень - это время для мыслей. тягучих, как мёд, грустных, как драмы. на улице так холодно, даже когда светит солнце. дома так холодно, даже в плюшевом халате. пальцы немеют.
осень - это время перемен. я школьник. осень - это начало работы: бесконечной работы над собой, работы над миром перед собой, над своим окружением, работы на опережение, работы на скорость. работы ради работы.
осень пахнет для меня лишь свежестью. она бьёт по лицу после солнечного лета. дождь мочит волосы. ветер шелушит кожу, приводит к слезам. люди говорят, что любят запах жжёной листвы.. видимо, они никогда не задумывались о биологическом аспекте листопада.
звуки?.. я иду по улице и слышу лишь стук капель по асфальту. осенью тихо, природа молчит, готовясь к зимней спячке.
я люблю рубашки, водолазки, свитера.. я очень тепло одеваюсь, но мне всё равно холодно. кровь не бегает по организму. для прогулок по улицам у меня есть: две длинные куртки, короткая куртка, различные теплые кофты и пальто. больше всего я люблю пальто, это неудивительно. да, у пальто нет капюшона на случай дождя, нет горла.. но это вещь в моем стиле. в стиле, которого я хочу придерживаться, в котором мне наиболее комфортно.
ну.. у меня не так много обуви. я жду зимы или жуткого похолодания, чтобы ходить в любимых тёплых ботинках.
шею не утепляю, шапок не ношу. плохиш.

весь год слушаю одно и то же, если честно. но напишу композиции с атмосферой моей осени.
- mr. kitty - after dark.
- the neighbourhood - you get me so high.
- mitski - a pearl.
- nct u - faded in my last song.
- vspak - не сдаваться.
- bts - rain.
- lizer - корабли.
- jackson wang - on the rocks.
- кристина кошелева - песня последней встречи.
- кристина кошелева, максим свобода - не могу.
- максим свобода - засыпай.
- amchi, ternovoy - прочь.
- лепс - тебя не люблю.
спасибо за вопрос!

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Какие ассоциации у вас вызывает осень Какие запахи Звуки Ощущения Во что вы

「ВД」 ➮ Идеей для вопроса послужили размышления над предстоящим конкурсом у @Angels2808 . Расскажите, какую музыку Вы предпочитаете? ➮ Расскажите о своих самых любимых исполнителях. Как Вы с ними познакомились? С какого трека началась Ваша любовь к ним? Ну и конечно, составьте плейлист.

sofinyasha1’s Profile Photoᴄᴀᴛ sʜᴀsᴛᴜɴ ⸢ВД⸥
Люблю драйвовую и динамичную музыку, от которой хочется танцевать, подпевать и дёргать ногой и головой, ахах. Спокойную музыку не люблю и практически её не слушаю.
Не уверена, что у меня есть прям любимые исполнители, потому что в моём плейлисте на Spotify полный винегрет из всего. Но сейчас, чаще всего, слушаю песни Bring Me The Horizon и Asking Alexandria.
Впервые песни группы BMTH я услышала ещё когда училась в колледже. "Can You Feel My Heart?" и "Shadow Moses" услышала в плейлисте одногруппника и понеслась душа в рай, ахах. Вон не так давно у одного человека отжала футболку с рисунком и надписью "Bring Me The Horizon" и до сих пор её таскаю, не собираясь возвращать.
С группой Asking Alexandria моё знакомство началось ещё в школе. Тогда я только становилась на путь музыки потяжелее и искала классные песни. Эта группа зашла мне не сразу, потому что их песни я считала слишком тяжёлыми для своих ушек. Но "Moving on" и "White Line Fever" всё-таки мне тогда понравились. Влюбилась в них заново в 2016 году после того, как в группу снова вернулся Дэнни Уорсноп. Даже помню тот момент, когда случайно наткнулась на тогда ещё новую песню "Into The Fire" и такая: "чёрт возьми, он вернулся?? дааа, детка, жги!", ахах. У них уже не настолько тяжёлая музыка, какой была раньше, но мне нравится.
И заканчиваю свой ответ последними добавленными песнями в плейлист:
⠀⠀⭒ Måneskin → Beggin'
⠀⠀⭒ Ed Sheeran feat. Bring Me The Horizon → Bad Habits
⠀⠀⭒ Kalush → Stefania
⠀⠀⭒ Peyton Parrish → Valhalla Calling
⠀⠀⭒ Alberto Bof, Jodie Smith → La la La la
⠀⠀⭒ Bring Me The Horizon → Strangers
⠀⠀⭒ Fame on Fire, Ice Nine Kills → Welcome to the Chaos
⠀⠀⭒ The Retaliators, Mötley Crüe, Asking Alexandria → The Retaliators Theme (21 Bullets)
⠀⠀⭒ Asking Alexandria, Within Temptation → Faded Out
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀... Wιth ᥣovᥱ, Shᥱᥣbყ ♡
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⸻⭑ 30.08.2022 ⭑⸻


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how do you move on from losing your soulmate? theres nothing left to move on to after that, just left with the void in your soul that can never be filled to ever be truly whole again 😔

"Our Final Goodbye"
I didn’t realize how long it has been. Time is leaving me behind and I’ve been leaving you. Not even the gift of a thousand suns could abate the ache, the weight of self-blame. How terrible I have been, to you. Perhaps the memories have faded enough that I will now remain in your yesterday. My image no longer a reminder when you close your eyes. My phantom caress no longer a comfort to soothe the pain. My kiss on your lips no longer a welcome reprieve. All that is left is for me to accept you have moved beyond me, out of my falling reach. Our tethers have become untied, our paths on separate roads. We journey on different seas, enduring differing storms, becoming not what we were once before but neither what we could eventually be. We are what we are, two lives that met, passing in a gliding touch, never to be the same again. I know I am changed because of you, a little bit better, a little bit more warm but I cannot watch as my coldness settles in your veins, consumes your beating heart. I cannot stand by as my shadows cling to you, clouding your loving gaze. I cannot bear for my demons to claim your mind as their new feeding home. So, forget me if you can, remember me if you will; it’s time, for our final goodbye.

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how do you move on from losing your soulmate theres nothing left  to move on to

Boys like you say that chicks like me are all insane but boys like you give men a shitty name

wardazzled’s Profile PhotoWardah Shafi
Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need
Tryna find the one that can fix me
I've been dodging death in the six-speed
Amphetamine got my stummy feelin' sickly
Yeah, I want it all now
I've been runnin' through the pussy, need a dog pound
Hundred models gettin' faded in the compound
Tryna love me but they never get a pulse down
'Cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless ✖️🎶
Boys like you say that chicks like me are all insane but boys like you give men

Можете ли описать, с какой музыкой ассоциируются у вас какие-то особенные для вас аскеры? И почему именно с такой

я не напишу много. отмечать не хочу. объяснять мне тоже неловко.
` малечка.
- v - someone like you.
- лсп - никогда.
- jin - yours.
- быдлоцыкл - разобранная принцесса.
- amatory - дыши со мной.
` minnim.
- childish gamdino - bonfire.
- instasamka - dadada.
- tokio hotel - chateau.
- 2pm - hands up.
` тэтэ.
- ali, аklo - lost in paradise.
- jay park, ph-1, sik-k, trade l, big naughty, haon - how we rock.
- 2pm - my house.
` гиль.
- слава кпсс - духовная нищанка.
- jackson wang - oxygen.
- tokio hotel - schrei.
` я(?).
- мальбек, сюзанна - гипнозы.
- китай - мое сердце.
- колизей - имя твое.
- сметана band - в моем тихом омуте.
` друг из прошлого.
- crystal castles - year of silence.
- nct u - faded in my lost song.
- lizer - водой.
- сметана band - ты был рок-звездой.
- сметана band - улетай.
` регина-регина.
- original west end cast of heathens, jamie muscato - meant to be yours.
- mitski - a pearl.
- lady gaga - love game.
` чаку~ун.
- miley cyrus - angels like you.
- earth wind, fire - september.
- tammi terrell, marvin gaye - ain't no mountain high enought.
- bts - fix you.
спасибо за вопрос.

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❪❀❫ The fog was synchronizing with the noise coming from the petty voices, being much denser completely disabling the vision of human eyes. The environmental temperature went down scales every time, bringing the terrible need to take shelter due to the cold outside. The aspiring priestess would begin to live an unfortunate experience more than those lived, although that perhaps would not play against her this time.
There was compassion; a couple of secret reasons caused a benefit for her, in a way. No one was able to observe her actions anymore, as if everyone had disappeared, all but one new individual present.
Light footsteps, tall figure, a sound of silver trinkets dancing during the walk, a crimson red color appearing at the girl's sight. The rain no longer affected her, someone was holding a beautiful umbrella that served to protect her. It suddenly felt all so warm.
⠀“Here..., Take my hand.” An unknown male voice instantly showed serenity despite being thick, low and chilling, as indicated, a pale hand went to her with the purpose of being a support for the young girl as got up from the ground.
At that point, the fog concentration slowly faded, better presenting that mysterious man; red traditional clothes like the umbrella, a characteristic necklace hanging from his neck in butterfly shapes, long black hair... however, half of his face was hidden by a shadow, showing only a smirk that looked mischievous.

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how can i get over the embarrassment when buying lady products

Well remind yourself that the people at the counter sell that stuff every day to heaps of women, and trust me they done care. If they did care at all, it would have faded after the first few days of working that job because its often bought. Same with condoms and lube and stuff. Or preg tests.
It's embarrassing to you, because you're like ahhh they'll know my business, I feel so exposed. But as I said, they honestly won't care at all because they sell that stuff daily to heappppps of people. It's really not even a problem to them.
I used to work somewhere where it sold some I guess you could say embarrassing things, but it was just another product to beep in for me tbh.

تو کیا کہانی ہے آپ کی ؟

asfandyaraddi’s Profile Photoنہ چھیڑو ہم ستائے ہوئے ہیں
My love hasn’t faded, it is still there,i have just caged it so that it can no more create fuss in life. It growls sometimes, sometimes it gets mad, it shouts with so much voice that its voice lands straight away in his ears, but in all these years, my love has also learnt some lessons, so it also knows its limits now. It isn’t faded, it knows its worth now. It doesn’t beg, it doesn’t try to gain sympathies now. It has just grown up in all these years :’)
And the key to that cage is in the hands of one person only. If he opens it up today, love will hop on towards him merrily. Cuz all this love belongs to him only. I have reared it like a small kid since years for him only. All it needs is some acceptance now. And if it gets rejected this time, i will burry it forever.

Give me your fav song 🎶🤍

AbdelrahmanRamdanSalah’s Profile Photoعٍبدِالُرٍحٍمن
Listen to Alan Walker - Faded (Osias Trap Remix) [SPOTIFY IN DESC!] by OSIAS (@osiasmusic) on #SoundCloud

Why do we miss toxic people after we terminate relationships with them?

Ayeman_Shabbir’s Profile PhotoAyeman
You think you miss someone. But it isn't like that. You miss the moments you shared together. You miss the things they made you feel. You miss the persona you concocted in your head to fit the missing pieces you were too blind to discover for yourself. Until little by little, that persona faded away.

If you were an inanimate object, what would you be? Haha

LouisaRHale’s Profile PhotoLou
I would be a coffee mug, probably one that was picked up at a souvenir store. Oh, where? Nowhere popular. Not Disneyland or anywhere like that, I probably originated in the gift shop of some obscure museum in a small town.
Anyway, I've seen better days. My colours are faded and I've been dropped more than a few times. Parts of me have even been broken clear off from the neglect. But that's nothing that a little glue can't fix. No matter how many times I have been broken, I have always come back together somehow. Despite it all, I am still in one piece.
I do not hold coffee, despite that being my initial purpose.
Instead, I am used as a trinket mug! I hold bobby pins, brooches, old coins, and various little sentimental treasures.

What do you do when your need to be seen, understood and allowed to be mutually vulnerable with someone without being judged or given unsolicited advice is missing from your life?

"Lamenting" by Alex, Painting by Rembrandt
I would rather watch the sunrise and sunset
The moons reflection echo across the mist covered waves
Or the sound of a hummingbirds wing in flight
Behold the eagle circling its prey, ready, willing and able
A Bumble bee lumbering as it gathers nectar ever so sweet
The sound of children's laughter as they hop, skip and jump in the Park
A clinging, clanging, cacophony of sight and sound destined to be recorded in faded photographs and etched within capricious yet ambivalent memories
Like a summer breeze that comes and goes unannounced
Or a candle flickering back and forth waiting for it's final breath
The restless rustling of a leaf as a determined squirrel races from branch to branch collecting acorns
As I sit motionless, waiting, listening, learning and lamenting all that was, and that never was, and never will be... again.

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What do you do when your need to be seen understood and allowed to be mutually

If everything is predestined then why is everyone given with a free will? Asking from an Islamic perspective.

For the sake of wholeness. Allah created everything in pairs not just human being.

Everything that exists is incomplete and we find some counterpart or opposite thing to make sense of the whole.
Men alone are insufficient to make sense of human beings completely. Same way light cannot be conceptualized without understanding darkness.
Same way we can see with eyes open and eyes closed (Imagination, dream),
Same way we can breathe voluntarily and involuntarily.
So matlab neither everything is predestined nor everyone has a free will. There's a dynamic relation between them that revolves around a very fine faded line.

Do you have any scars

I do. However the majority of them are no longer visible, either because they have faded or because I have tattooed over 'em. Up until recently, the only scar on my body that was noticeable was the burn scar on my inner left arm. But that has also been covered with a tattoo now!
For those who might be curious about how I got such a scar in the first place, it was a cooking mishap. I was lifting some oven chips out of the (you guessed it) oven and I bumped myself on the arm with the scalding hot tray by accident. 🙃

My second best poem ever.

N_Emo’s Profile PhotoCelestial
"The Devil Came to Fort Wayne"
The devil came to Fort Wayne looking for another deal.
He was in a bind, falling way behind and needed a soul to steal.
He came across a young man writing poems nearly non-stop.
The devil pulled out his golden pen and said "Bard, let me show you up!
I bet you didn't know this, but I invented the haiku.
And if you dare, don't mind or care, I'll place a bet with you.
Now, you write a pretty good riddle, boy, but give me credit too,
I'll bet this pen of gold against your soul, saying I am better than you."
The kid said, "Call me Glory.
And I don't believe in sin.
So, I'll agree to that bet, and make you regret ever thinking you could win!"
Glory better fill his pen and find those words that rhyme
'Cause hell's broke loose in Fort Wayne and the devil wins all the time.
And if he can win, he'll get that pen made of shiny gold
But if he fails, the devil prevails with his soul.
The devil pulled out his page and said, "I'll start this silly show."
And fire flew from the tip of his pen, and his page was aglow.
He scratched one line and his pen made a wicked hiss.
Then the words appeared right out of thin air saying something like this,
Manifesting fear
I am everything you hear
Both the far and near
The words faded, and Glory said, "That's pretty good, old one.
But shield your eyes, my words inscribe by the power of the sun!"
We need not live fear
Our love is the brightest sphere
Our souls always near
The devil bowed his head for he knew that he was beat.
And he laid that golden pen on the ground by Glory’s feet.
Glory said, "Just come on back, if you ever care to try again,
'Cause I told you once, you son of a myth, I'm the best there's ever been!"

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"Don't call me cute," *she quickly tries to change topic* "So what happened out there? I can tell there was a fight, but no one else was out there..."

onryotatarigami’s Profile PhotoNova
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀⠀ˊ⠀✦⠀ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜɪᴍᴀɴᴏ.⠀⠀⠀╱╱
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ Eheeh, I get it. ❞ ⠀He brought his hands and fingers together in a small sign of being tense, managing to sit a little better on the couch. His smile faded for a moment, and his eye stared into a dead spot.
⠀⠀⠀❝ Settlin' scores with the fuckin' psycho. Probably the best beatin' of his life. I'm sure won't be a concern for a while. ❞

What do you see when you wake up and look into the mirror in the morning?

"Old Age" by Alex
I am but an outdated reflection of myself.
Tattered, torn and a bit worn.
A man of faded fleeting memories,
Who once illuminated her world.
But old man time ever persists.
Never ending
Her wheels keep on turning.
Round and round they go.
Where we stop, nobody knows.
A dubious distorted distraction of daily disjointed dysfunction,
We call… old age.

Many Relationships or one long relationship?

let me make it easy for ya'll!
dating many could seem fun from a distance,
like you talk to different people, you spend time with them ..
but imagine none of them is someone you can call your own,
no body gets to know the real you,
days go in pretending the best version of you, to impress em.
they all are like parasites, living with you until you have something that satisfies them.
they will not bother to pick your calls if you need them cuz they prefer their sleep over your life drama.
than their is this boring for life same person dating,
trust me its addicting,
imagine a person
that same person with whom you can wear your damaged, faded pj's,

talk and laugh about all shitty ppl around you
kiss without brushing your teeth,
someone who would be there for all your life drama,
who would not mind telling you that you need to go to the parlour cuz you both have same mustache ..
life is beautiful, the way it was designed.
cuz it tell humans that there is a chance of betterment - & betterment is not always needed. ❤️

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Fav young stunners song?

Taqi1122’s Profile PhotoI'm Batman
Yaad with Asim azahr♥️
Double black for the pain, Rollie Rollie got me faded, you played me, haan theek ha, it will be over you by the weekend been in the game for 10, kala meet Dil m kitni gareeb ha, guzari Hain gurbtain m raatiain,kibatu m milini nai batain, any waly Hain Jo aty, mujy unki fikr nai Jo Ni Hain aty, Tere bin eid now eid chehra nai qabile deed, chehry pai fikr ha wazeh, tu Chehry ko perhna to sikh, tu muj ko rasty Dy tujko badly m fasly dun tu muj ko asary de ma Dil ki tijori s raax dik dun

They continued making their way out of the shadows, waving the smoke away. Almost as if on command, it faded to a tolerable level. Their dull eyes gradually came to focus on the male sitting there. “… You failed to mention a human was here. Hopefully he expects nothing…”

InvokeMe’s Profile Photoᴍ ι ѕ ᴄ н α

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀⠀ˊ⠀⠀⠀⠀✦⠀ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛⠀ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ; @ ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀📁⠀⠀───⠀❯❯ ⠀❯❯⠀ ❯❯⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱

⠀⠀⠀⠀〝 ── ! ! ! 〞
⠀⠀⁽⁽ˢʰⁱᵗ, ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃʸ⁻⁾⁾
⠀⠀With an exasperated look, Goro turned around exaggeratedly. He hadn't even been as cautious as thought, it was so obvious that he had been staring at them all this time. The crows were witnesses to it.
Perhaps the one-eyed man had a silly idea about what that person was doing there, and how looked, but also a suspicion was beginning to arouse between his doubts.
They continued making their way out of the shadows waving the smoke away Almost

What used to get you paranoid, that doesn't anymore?

Well when younger I used to worry about people noticing or remarking to me about the scars on my face, but they have faded some over time and I have a goatee and just don't give a fuck anymore but it used to be very difficult for me when younger.
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AceRevere’s Profile PhotoAce Revere

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀⠀ˊ⠀✦⠀ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ !
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛⠀ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ; @ ᴀᴄᴇ ʀᴇᴠᴇʀᴇ! 🔪🎔 ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀📁⠀⠀───⠀❯❯ ⠀❯❯⠀ ❯❯⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱

⠀⠀⠀❝ ᴇᴀꜱʏ, ᴇᴀꜱʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴ'! ʏᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ! ❞ A couple of laughs were inevitable out of the one-eyed man's voice, as it was one of the things that most characterized him. Although, that glowing happiness faded just a little, leaving a faint smile on his face.
⠀⠀⠀❝ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ' ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ, ɪ'ʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴀꜱꜱʜᴏʟᴇꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ, ɪᴛ'ʟʟ ʙʀɪɴ' ᴍᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ 'ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ꜱᴏ, ᴀᴄᴇ-ᴄʜᴀɴ, ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴊᴏʙ! ❞

what has been the most courageous thing you’ve done in 2021? 🏅

nurbzee’s Profile Photonurulhuda
The most courages thing I’ve done in 2021 was deciding to start with my final internship.
Knowing I come from a long break in which I had all the time in the world and my knowledge that had faded quite a bit. But also the work pressure I knew I was gonna face due to the bar being high.
I’m almost done! Next week are my last days 🤗
what has been the most courageous thing youve done in 2021

December is all about ...!

maybe your failures, regrets, foolishness, happy or sad faded memories?
In the end you've lesson to learn. buckle up champ there's a lot more to come.
There's a lot I haven't said,
This cold December eve
There's a lot that you don't know,
There's a lot of things I wish I hadn't done,
This cold December Eve.

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AceRevere’s Profile PhotoAce Revere
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀» ' ⋆ ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ! ! !
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Ace would receive a long silence during her turn in the conversation, he just looking at every detail of the file received with all the charges in his indictment. They were all right, and they were even reasons why he more than once ended up in jail.
In his pockets would find a lighter that always carried, an object that he would use to light that burning copy file and leave it to perish on the floor with a malicious smile.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ʜᴇʜᴇʜᴇ~ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ʙᴇɪɴ' ᴀ ᴄɪᴠɪʟɪᴀɴ ɴᴏᴡ... ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴ' ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ʏᴀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴ'. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴏʀɪɴ', ʏ'ᴋɴᴏᴡ?❞
The flame went out. Majima put the lighter back in their place.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ɪꜰ ʏᴀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ɪ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴ' ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛ... ɪᴛ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰᴜɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ' ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ!❞
His smile faded for an instant, opting for a serious face and voice.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝...ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪᴍᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ. ❞

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AceRevere’s Profile PhotoAce Revere
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╱╱ ⠀⠀» ' ⋆ ᴍᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ! ! !
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀He crossed arms, it seemed that his smile faded a bit for an instant as if remembered something that probably did not make him feel proud.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴀʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ Qᴜɪᴢ? ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴇxᴘʟᴏɪᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ... ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ, ʜᴇʜ... ʙᴜᴛ, ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ, ʟɪᴠɪɴ' ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ.❞
Lowered his arms to relax, in a small sigh. Then Majima returned a calm look, but the atmosphere still felt heavy for some reason.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ʏᴇʀ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ɪꜱ, ᴘᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʙᴀʀꜱ ꜱᴏᴏɴ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?❞

Did you keep your childhood stuffed animal? If so what is it and what’s the story behind it, if not what happened to it?

I got a Disney Pluto doll for Christmas one year when I was 2. I do not remember getting it but there are pictures. I still have him but he is in really rough shape. His tail is gone, his eyes are also missing and his fur is now faded. I gave it to my wife to repair him as she can repair him. I found another one in the early 2000s that I was planning on using for parts but it is too good so I keep that one. That one is currently next to my bed. I physically can’t sleep with him (can’t fall asleep if I am touching something) but he does stay with me.
Not a stuffed animal. A blanket. Apparently I've had it my whole life. There's pictures of 2 month old me wrapped up in it. It used to be red with bears on it. Now it's lost all its color, the teddy bears are gone and it's just a white rag. I used to get upset and cry to days when I lost it, so to keep me quiet, my parents cut it in two. I lost the other half but I still have my half. I still sleep with it every night. I'm 20 so I guess that's not all that long
I'm 21 now and I gave most of my stuffed animals away when we moved to our new house a few years ago, i had like 2 large plastic containers full of them. When we were getting ready to load everything in a trailer to drop it off at the dump and thrift store there was this one cheetah that i just couldn't get myself to throw away so i took that one out. I think I've had it since I was 6 or 7 when we went to the zoo, i don't really have any special memories attached to it something but it just felt wrong to let go off it. It had been sitting in a bag on the attic for the last 2.5 years and for a few more years in a box in my old house so it's not quite as soft as it once was but it's in good condition overall. I've taken him out of storage a cot months ago in a mental break down as i just needed something to hold on too and since then i fall asleep with it in my arms for most of the nights. There's a bunny that I've had since I was a baby. I only know this because there's a picture of me holding her as a baby. She's still in pretty good condition too. Her fur's a little more faded than it was when I was a baby but no major damage. She's been my sister's bunny for far longer than she's been mine at this point though I went to an amusement park when I was 4, and my parents got me a blue dog plushie. He's still in good condition too minus some missing fur and I named him Blue/Bloo after Blue's Clues. I also have a giraffe that my brother brought home and gave to my sister and I during the summer after freshman year of high school. I kept him around and he got me through some tough moments in high school. He hasn't been around nearly as long as the other 2 so he's in almost the exact same condition as when I got him. Again, he's with my sister now but there have been times where I just wanted to take him and hug him when things get tough.

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