#8years

Today marks 8 years of contributing to Google Maps! 🗺️ What started as simply sharing a few places has turned into an incredible journey of helping people explore the world more easily. Over the last 8 years:• 12,247 contributions ✍️• 4,257,381 total views 👀• 1,447 reactions on photos ❤️• 65,709 total points earned 💯 It’s amazing to know that the photos, edits, and reviews I’ve shared have…

And read these words again as you may have before

I want you to accept everything you've ever felt

I will accept it too

If you ever count the scans and the hospital socks

If you ever crave buckshot again

Know that the taste of blood is sweeter

And bite your lip until you feel the warmth again

Every drop of life from your wounds

Is a kiss from me

Just know I am here

I have two arms to hold you

I have the benefit of proximity

And yes, I'm entangled,

But that doesn't mean you can't pick the flowers from the vines

Cry on my shoulder

It is not betrayal

Press your head onto me

It is real, love

Voice Bitches As I’m posting it the damn voices just bitching I hate them even more now than ever.

I always tried to give you sweet words. Now I’ll be blunt.

You were so kind to me. You made me smile through some of the worst parts of my life. It made me want to steal you, kiss you, get to know you, hold you.

I almost did, or almost tried to. But I hurt myself in the moment I had. I realized you were far away. I believed you didn’t want me. I believed you didn’t want to leave her. I believed that I was a terrible person filled with regret.

I know nothing about you. Later I tried to claw my way in. I know we really have nothing in common. I tried to get you to talk. I gave you sweet words to chew and swallow. I played with you with thoughts of love and new hearts. I felt that flutter of a crush again. It turned into a flutter of regret and fear.

6 years had passed and I came back to you. You came back to me. Broken. Full of fear. I wanted to save you. I wanted to scoop you in my arms and hold you. I didn’t want you to die. I still don’t.

But now you don’t even look at me. You don’t even read my words anymore.

Was it nice for you? Was it painful? Do you still want to live in that little blue house?

And now I’m thinking too much about it as I do every time I remember you. It reminds me of how much love I put forward. It was nice. Terrible haha, but nice.

You’re sweet, kind, beautiful, full of talent and self-sacrificing words of advice.

So one of these days, let me give up and give you these letters. Real paper is better than a screen.

We’re neighbors now. So let me say hi?

I said that just now but I am saying it the fuck again. Asshole. Holy shit. I don’t know how the fuck you justify completely gaslighting Insulting me, bullying me as a group, manipulating the television and radio, trying to destroy my marriage, accusing me of everything you possibly can think of, terrorizing Me 24 hours a day, threatening my cats life, straight up mindfucking me 24 hours a day…

8 Years, Multiple Projects, Endless Possibilities

Celebrating 8 Glorious Years of Vision, Growth, and Trust! 🏆 From our very first project to the many landmarks we’ve created, our journey has been one of passion, dedication, and delivering on our promises. Over the past 8 years, we’ve turned dreams into reality, built homes that speak for themselves, and earned the trust of countless families.

What makes us different?

Multiple successful projects

Timely delivery, every time

Landmarks that stand as a testament to our commitment

More than promises — we deliver homes!

As we celebrate our 8th anniversary, we want to thank everyone who has been part of this incredible journey. Your trust and support inspire us to reach new heights!

✨ And the journey has just begun… ✨

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