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I found my sweet escape when im alone with you

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my man can make me nut three times back to back i aint ever leavin

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you are what you eat so I only eat rich 

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I am rich. I am beautiful. And I am perceived as such. I am grace. I am diligent. I am worthy. Everything I desire is already mine. I am successful. I am happy. I am a glowing light for those I love around me. I am creating art. I am selling houses. I am in the happiest time of my life. I am in love with my partner as he is with me. I am rich in money, wisdom, beauty, and love. 

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I have a great new job

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How do you know what real love is like? How the feeling bubbles up and eats you from the inside. What it truly means to feel love. Is it the way he looks at you while you drive across the sky? Can you measure it through the amount of time he spends talking to you gently, with his face nuzzled in the nape of your neck? Or how about the feeling of his hands pressed up against your face, waning and weening with each of your breathes? What constitutes as the right kind of love? Is there something more exciting in the beginning when it's soft and ripe and ready to be torn apart? Waiting at the edge of that hill, ready for what is about to come. What is about to come? Will it be a beautiful symphony of exploding emotions, caressing you with the sweet sound of his voice? Or could it be a violent storm, that rages and rumbles with dark and ominous thunder, holding out for the clear sky? There’s a beauty in not knowing what love life has to offer. Love will come in different forms, hidden in different shapes. Love can be created within you, and be torn out just as easily. Often times a fleeting feeling for some, a raging fire for others. It can consume you alive and take every last piece of you. You can lose yourself, find yourself, or turn yourself into something completely new. There’s no right answers and there’s no set path. It's an unexplainable feeling from within that motivates and evaporates. You can’t fully grasp it until you are encased within it, a feeling of overwhelming desire. How do you know what real love is like, until you are waiting at the top of that hill, ready for what is about to come?

B.G.L

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an amazing job oppertunity is coming my way🧘🏻‍♀️

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“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.”

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when you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me?

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“Spring Morning”

Spring is my favorite season and I’m sad that we’re more or less stuck inside… so I drew this piece imagining my own fantasy of a perfect springtime! I also tried playing around with a bit of a different style this time. My relationship with drawing has always been muddled with anxieties about performance, and it’s been especially bad this year. So I am resolutely trying to keep drawing “fun” and experiment with new things without worrying about the final product 😊.

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