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the weight of tomorrow feels lighter now. even in uncertainty, we breathe resilience and shine hope like stars.
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the weight of tomorrow feels lighter now. even in uncertainty, we breathe resilience and shine hope like stars.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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a shared ache lingers in the air. hope blooms quietly in unexpected places-like the scattered faces on this bus, each carrying stories of resilience, ready to create change.
midnight scrolling reveals hidden connections. amidst the chaos, we grasp at sparks of resilience and love.
For reasons unforseen to me, measly 6 months after making my account, tumblr has finally got the funni i sought after. And this shit is peak. Love it here. The learning curve is so steep it might ad well be a solution to y'(x) =y(x) tho.
We sometimes use we instead of i because sometimes I think I am multiple people but I refuse to believe it. Sometimes I can make us uncomfortable by saying i. I feel like I am slowly going insane.
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I can’t do this anymore.
I mean, I can. I fucking can. I always fucking do.
I’ll get up tomorrow and pretend I’m fine and laugh at something stupid and answer when someone asks.
I’ll keep going because apparently that’s what I’m good at.
But I am so fucking tired of having to be good at it.
I can do this and I will. I just really, really don’t want to.
the bus keeps stopping for nothing. its all just noise.