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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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My Kind Of Love
I want a love where the door is held open for me.
The love that pulls out chairs, and strokes my head when I’m unwell.
The type of love that is kind, peaceful and soft.
The kind of love that makes me feel safe, and I’d never dare flinch.
I want someone who will hold my hand and kiss my forehead in a crowd full of people.
Where I never have to second guess if their intentions are pure and genuine.
That love where we build empires together, and support each other to grow.
Choosing our favourite pumpkins in a patch, to carve that same very night.
Where we cuddle up in front of the fire on a cold Christmas morning.
We dance and sing in the rain, to share that romance-movie passionate kiss.
Where we book a flight on a whim, because anywhere together is better than not having each other at all.
I want to receive my kind of love.
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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What is love?
Love is…
Texting I miss you out of the
blue,
Drive home safe,
This song reminded me of you,
Your eyes are my favourite shade of
blue,
Have you eaten
today?
Are you ok, you've been quiet?
Not letting go of the hug first, A forehead kiss full of comfort,
Rubbing my cold feet on you tin bed to keep warm,
Squeezing your hand
a littte tighter
at a jump scare in a film, Letting you eat the last chocolate...
What is love?
Love is more than just
'I love vou'
It's everything in between
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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I Wish.
I wish someone would hug me,
Hold me tight and tell me everything is going to be ok.
I wish somebody would give me all of the love I give to others.
I wish that fairytales were true,
And the hero’s always win.
I wish that I could feel the rain on my skin when the heavens open above.
I wish that I could sleep for 8 hours without as much as a nightmare.
I wish I could be healed.
I wish I wasn’t alone.
I wish I was happy.
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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Sunny days
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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What is love?
Love is…
Texting I miss you out of the
blue,
Drive home safe,
This song reminded me of you,
Your eyes are my favourite shade of
blue,
Have you eaten
today?
Are you ok, you've been quiet?
Not letting go of the hug first, A forehead kiss full of comfort,
Rubbing my cold feet on you tin bed to keep warm,
Squeezing your hand
a littte tighter
at a jump scare in a film, Letting you eat the last chocolate...
What is love?
Love is more than just
'I love vou'
It's everything in between
From, SCN
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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My Kind Of Love
I want a love where the door is held open for me.
The love that pulls out chairs, and strokes my head when I’m unwell.
The type of love that is kind, peaceful and soft.
The kind of love that makes me feel safe, and I’d never dare flinch.
I want someone who will hold my hand and kiss my forehead in a crowd full of people.
Where I never have to second guess if their intentions are pure and genuine.
That love where we build empires together, and support each other to grow.
Choosing our favourite pumpkins in a patch, to carve that same very night.
Where we cuddle up in front of the fire on a cold Christmas morning.
We dance and sing in the rain, to share that romance-movie passionate kiss.
Where we book a flight on a whim, because anywhere together is better than not having each other at all.
I want to receive my kind of love.
From,
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soffcharl Β· 6 months
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Bouncey bounce πŸ’
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soffcharl Β· 1 year
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The Crazy Sunflower Gal turned 5 today!
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soffcharl Β· 1 year
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πŸ’‹ πŸ’‹
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soffcharl Β· 1 year
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The purest form of love πŸ₯°πŸ–€
ok some days being visibly homo is the most wonderful thing in the world. an old woman walking her dog stopped to say hello to me and I asked if i could say hi to her dog. she seemed really excited and told me "his name is rupert brooke. i named him after a gay poet from the era of the first world war. he had red hair just like my dogs fur". then she leans in and whispers like she's divulging some great secret and says "i don't usually tell people about the gay part"
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soffcharl Β· 2 years
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Love Is Not Enough.
What to do when your heart was broken, yet the only comfort is that of whom caused such damage?
I find myself empty, yet still pour myself into another’s cup.
I give parts of myself, I needed to survive myself.
Save them, and kill me? Or save myself and kill the little love I have left to bare.
I always thought love triumphs.. Happily ever after, and Christmas Tales engrained into my age 7 mind…
But love is not enough. It never was.
But that’s all I have left.
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soffcharl Β· 2 years
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I fucking miss you. Please come back πŸ•Š
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soffcharl Β· 3 years
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I want everyday to be Halloween with you. 😈
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soffcharl Β· 3 years
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Onlyfans.com/lunalove_
You know what to do πŸ₯Ίβœ¨πŸ’πŸ»β€β™€οΈ
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soffcharl Β· 3 years
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Got my nails done πŸ’…
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soffcharl Β· 3 years
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Another day, another dollar.
I think about it every day again..
Every time I wake up, it’s more hours spent alive without actually living.
I feel like it’s not even existing anymore..
I no longer feel my heart beat.. it was broken too much.
Now I’m left with being accused of being that heartless bitch who never makes effort..
What they don’t understand, is I make effort every single day for ALL OF THEM just to be here.
I had a heart, yet it was destroyed, broken, stamped on, and stolen.
Piece by piece they all stole it and parts of it died with those who are now buried in the earth, or those whom abandoned me.
So now I’m back to being aged eleven again.. instead my scars are better hidden in plain sight, and my secrets are better kept.
Another day another dollar.. another dollar spent until my purse is empty and I have nothing else to give.
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soffcharl Β· 3 years
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I’m backπŸ’πŸ»β€β™€οΈ cute family photo .
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I wanna make new pals. πŸ₯°πŸ₯°
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