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Dear 2024,

Send me an Owen Gray. Thank you.

Sincerely

Dream 🌙🫧

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❤️❤️❤️

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❤️ One can only hope

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No more needed

Owen Gray and Small Hands😵‍💫… that’s it… that’s the post

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I WANT TWO BOYFRIENDS AND I WANT MY BOYFRIENDS TO BE BOYFRIENDS

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You should definitely worry 😂

My best friend just sent this to me - she's a real one.

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Protect her like she’s made of glass, fuck her like she’s indestructible.

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Healing

Sleeping beside your favorite person is heaven — not because of the bed, the blanket, or the softness of the night… but because of the soul beside you.

It’s the way your heart finally rests after a long, chaotic day.

It’s knowing you’re not alone in this world —

that someone chose you, again and again, even in their sleep.

It's in the way your fingers find each other in the dark,

how your legs tangle without meaning to,

how your breathing syncs like your hearts have always known the same rhythm.

It’s not just sleep — it’s healing.

It’s their presence that tells your scars to relax,

their warmth that teaches your mind to slow down.

It’s safety, comfort, trust… all in one silent embrace.

The world may be loud, but this… this is quiet love.

And it’s the kind that doesn’t need to be said aloud —

because it’s felt in the spaces where words don’t reach.

That is what heaven feels like: Two souls resting, loving, and belonging — all in one bed, in one moment.

- Willen Ruiz

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Set higher standards for yourself 💕

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Facts

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To My Ex;

Have you moved on?

I want to ask you that, even if I never get the answer.

Even if I’m not sure I want to know.

But I still wonder.

When you hear that song, do you think of us?

When something funny happens, do you still wish I were there to laugh with you?

Or has your heart already learned to beat without my name in it?

Because mine hasn’t.

Not fully.

I’m trying.

God, I’m trying to move on.

But some days it feels like I’m dragging your ghost behind me everywhere I go.

And it’s not just the love I miss

It’s the comfort.

The friendship.

The feeling of being known.

I don’t want to go back.

I just want to know I wasn’t the only one who felt it that deeply.

So yeah.

I wonder.

Have you moved on?

Or do you still carry me too,

in the quiet,

when no one’s looking?

-X

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Actually since I was four years old

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Yep