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[dawnleaf37]

THATS A PHENOMINAL DRaWING

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Its not that I had a choice, the sound of his voice sent me out of body for a moment I was floating in the universe, planets, a sun, it was beyond my body I felt worlds, lifetimes, I felt his emotions, his pain, I felt his thoughts, his heart, it was simple it was complicated struck by lightening and left for me to only see the scar, I learned patience in time away, REGRET is one war I fight everyday, movement and stillness play major roles in future things. To regret not knowing a name. One person can bring a huge answer to everything. One person can be the reason behind all the damage, pain and rage. I opened a door to feel everything, One person who has the key and it isn’t me. 

I have never felt so helpless so hopeless or broke. Me, I cause it I blame no one but myself I listened to others, going after things that were never meant to be found/seen/heard all things come to the light eventually. Not all darkness is bad. I really shouldn’t be alone tonight not one of those nights I can shake off alone like I’ll be alright I’m used to it but this time its just different for you, every bone aches tears wont stop and what have I done? For so long I thought the idea of twins was rare once in 100 billion lifetime love so rare it shifts planets to be told to hold on to you not let you go was the best advice I got yesterday, only turns out they didn’t know I let you go. So my question to myself is I am still chasing you? I am the chaser and you be the runner? Somehow that’s what twin do... but I don’t enterally believe that I’ve read once that twins flames have to marry once together they can never part... is so bad that I wanted those words to be true? Are they true? Could you run after me now instead of me chasing you? Is that possible? How many bread crumbs can I leave without going over board or have I gone to far already? Writing about a spiritual experience its sacred to me its the side I’m most alive in, feeling his voice, something of that caliber knocked me out, this is just a process, a way for me to come back to myself. Between panic attacks and full blown melt downs having tonight alone was different maybe you’ll be here soon maybe you won’t every day hasn’t changed, how much it hurts to miss you. how much to love you alone no matter what  I’m staying. I’m here and I’m staying so There is nothing you can do either that will stop me for loving you, unconditionally. Its to late the damage and the reward have been dealt. 

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Dear Lost Love,

i still miss you

I hope you’re doing good, smiling from ear to ear like you always did with me,I hope you still miss me when you think of going out at beaches, when you think of being lonely, when you think of gin or just whenever or maybe you don’t.

its been a month since we last fought, i kept angry hoping you’d come to make me, but when you didn’t come to make me, a lot of other feelings, emotions and realizations did.

i realized i wasn’t ever important to you. i realized i was trying too hard to hold it together, when you could see me everyday, you missed me, but now that were far may be you ceased to think of me.

i know you cared for me, made me feel at home, kept me in the best possible way anyone ever has, but meeting you everyday was a need new drug i was having hard trouble to let go. you’re my drug now, and you left me at a state i can only grow wanting more.

i missed you day and night, dreamt of you, imagined you pulling me close to yourself, kissing my forehead and sharing all our laughter.

its hard to erase those memories of you, i guess it takes time.

do you miss me the same way as i miss you? do you think of me while going to bed? do you feel we could have done better to each other? do you ever feel guilty for the things you said to me, that hurt me?

do you miss the way we hung around late nights making love? do you miss how i snorted while you made me laugh? do you...

i know you don’t, i know you will not miss me, but i really miss you, i hope to see you once again and make it all right but i am very angry with the way you let me go, so easily, dint even bother to ask me once if i was okkay.

you know i miss you,you surely do, and i do a lot, and i try not to but i fail every single time,

 i begin to relate all my romantic imaginations with you, i cherish the moments we spent laughing, giggling, smiling looking at each other. Sometimes when you made fun of things i did, it hurt-ed me, but i was too fond of the way you're eyes clinched while you smiled with you,re heart, to notice it.

dear ex, even if you don’t miss me, even if you’ve found another confidante, please know this, i still miss you, i am still you’re friend, and no matter what please be safe and healthy, and i wish i could hug you one last time again. in a relationship, but i my heart had already surrendered to your inner beauty, you’ve made me realize sometimes two people are too good to be with each other.

I hope you never read this.

Yours,

Rach

[tinyironslowenemy]

Hello, my future wife.

Whether you are reading this before you meet me, or stumble upon it after, I want you to know a few things.

The reason I am writing this today is because I can’t stop thinking about you, and I can’t stop myself from imagining how happy we will be. Let this letter be a promise to you that I will do my best to be the man I want to be for you.

I may not yet know all of the difficulties that come with a lifetime commitment, but I have enough relationship experience to know what I want and how I picture my life with the person I will commit to: you.

Those around me are a continuous source of education and inspiration on how I want our relationship to be. So here and today, I vow to try my best to do the following:

I promise to do my best to make you beam daily, so count on many surprises. Your smile will be my priority. I get weak knees when anybody smiles, so just imagine the effort I will make to be the source of yours.

I promise I will always look at you with the same adoration as I did the moment I realized I loved you.

I promise to try to ignite the same sparkle in your eyes I see when you’re surprised, inspired, motivated or when you are about to lean in to kiss me.

I promise to hold your hand when we’re 80 years old with the same liveliness that I did when I crossed that line to hold yours for the first time. I vow never to let the excitement of dating me die down; I will surprise you with the location, the reason or the activity itself.

I promise to keep you guessing where we’re going next.  I promise to do my best always to interest you. I will keep reinventing myself, gaining new hobbies, new knowledge and new interests to keep you -- and myself -- entertained.

I promise to have new stories to share with you, and maybe I’ll retell the best ones again if you insist. Our friendship will continue to grow over the years.

I vow to challenge you to challenge yourself for the better; to make you think differently. I promise to try to feed off of your illuminating energy that will inspire me to do the same with myself. I will do my best to ensure that being bored never crosses your mind.

Even in grief and darkness, I promise to show you the different shades of the dark, and to help you find the tiny rays of light that are always there if you seek them. After all, there’s always worse than worst and better than best; everything is relative.

I promise to kiss you throughout our life together, with the same passion I had the first time I felt my lips on yours. When we kiss, I want it to slow down time -- just you and me engulfed in our feelings.

I promise to play the games you like to play.

I promise to do my best to remain physically attractive for you, and I will do my best to be healthy in order to keep up with our children and grandchildren; someone has got to teach them Muay Thai kickboxing. I’ll train you, too; I want you to know how to fight and defend yourself, just don’t use it against me.

I promise to help you to be healthy, both physically and mentally. I will cook and clean for us. Expect the best breakfast: traditional Armenian tomato and pepper omelets, followed by fruit salad with… well, I can’t give all the secrets out.

I promise to strive to be a role model for our children. I want both you and them to see me as a source of motivation. I want to inspire them in the same way that my father inspires me.

I promise to do my best to love your family as you love them and to be by their side as much as I am by yours.

I promise to always listen to you when you simply just want to be heard; when you want someone to vent to about something or when you want advice.

I will listen to you especially when you don’t feel comfortable sharing your thoughts with anybody else, and to the things you try to tell me when you’re not even speaking. I promise to always listen.

During our life together, I promise to make sure that you feel as though you are the center of the household -- I know you will be -- and I will always try to show my appreciation for you because of that. Being the man of the house is nothing without a woman.

I promise never to let my guard down in taking care of us. I know you won’t be one to be satisfied with the bare minimum.

I promise to do everything that I can for you without taking away from your independence physically, intellectually or emotionally.

I promise to create family traditions and to make sure that your legacy lives forever through our children.

I promise to encapsulate the moment when I realize that I am in the most magnetic, amorous and erotic love with you, not to let that feeling dissipate to the best of my ability and to relive it with you constantly, always.

Sincerely, Your Future Husband

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... And to finish this story I'll tell something about the beginning... This alphabet wouldnt never been done by me, without the motivation given by @nes1grx who also created @reab_mag ... the magazine where you can find the final version of this letters and the real reason why I designed. so... Special thanks to @nes1grx for creating something unique and trust me to be part of his project since the beginning . #loveltters #graffitiletters #writters #design #illustration #diseño #graffiti #letters #Macao #macau #wws #worldwideshipping #streetart #graffitiartists #support #thanks #gratefull #worldcitizen #abecedario #alphabet #type #tipografia #letras #typography #pesk #banpesk #loeschbor (en Granada, España) https://www.instagram.com/p/CK05zTUgNaX6iw0L8ZqzJOANsXRxzWpQh24ytQ0/?igshid=ofe29die6voo

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En lo alto de Cajar, en el polígono industrial existe un lugar llamado Roca de Jade. Una antigua discoteca abandonada que poco a poco se va convirtiendo en un pequeño Hall of fame. Cada tanto se pueden encontrar alli grafiteros haciendo lo suyo... O personajes random que supongo buscan entre ecombros materiales para reciclar. #graffiti #graff #graffitispain #grafiteros #arte #abstractart #art #colorfull #letters #design #diseño #letras #ban #banpesk #pesk #loveltters #streetart #creative #creatividad #inspiration #abandonedplaces #ruina #halloffame (en Cájar) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtLWB72g04PgGQn56K4BejFatkMz4xC2Fq_HzM0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1awdw7lshroxb

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Kendall Jenner Writes Herself a LOVE LETTER!

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Kendall Jenner Writes Herself a LOVE LETTER!

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#EndallJenner, #LoveLtter, #SelfLove

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Kendall Jenner Writes Herself a LOVE LETTER!

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#EndallJenner, #LoveLtter, #SelfLove