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jean paul gaultier spring 2007 couture

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I love when I’m in the middle of speaking and suddenly I’m like wait I literally don’t agree with what I’m saying

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I think October will fix me.

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The Marshall News Messenger, Texas, August 25, 1932

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i dont need a "career" i already have a 9 to 5 its called listening to my music while making flop posts for my three active mutuals

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Its literally so incredible that the clitoris is just there to make u feel good like omg Thank you. like its not there for fertility reason or anything its just there to Chill and have fun... feminism

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*holding onto ur heart thru ur ribcage* so what are we

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Sometimes I feel like I’m only meant for myself

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It's okay to 'grieve' things that aren't just death. I've allowed myself to grieve a friendship ending, a situationship, losing something important to me, etc. It's okay to give yourself time to process the loss of something. Grief looks different for everyone, try to find a way that works for you to help make it easier for you.

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Hadal: 'love language' robe with an Arabic love poem by Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish embroidered onto the sleeve.

The poem reads:

قالوا: تموت بها حبـاًً، فقلـت لهـم. ألا اذكروها علـى قبـري فتحيينـي

English translation: They asked "Do you love her to death?" | said "Speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life."

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I wish you can hug me and say everything’s going to be okay

Girl we are fucked

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