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Without the Mask by Justbeyourself205
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Minecraft Manhunt dnf fic that has absolutely captured my heart.
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George goes on a walk in the forest at night, happens to get lost, and is saved by a certain criminal. Just his luck.
Uma carta aberta a todos que ficaram.
A todos meus antigos seguidores, que acompanhavam meus textos por aqui, estou (assim como todo mundo) muito mais ativa em redes sociais âao ladoâ. Esses dias tenho sentido uma nostalgia imensa dos tempos de tumblr, em que eu podia me sentir mais aberta e vulnerĂĄvel para demonstrar certos pontos da minha personalidade e sentimentalismo que se tornaram inviĂĄveis de serem demonstrados de maneira tĂŁo transparente em outras plataformas.Â
Mas a medida que o mundo evolui, menos gostamos de sermos vulnerĂĄveis entre nĂłs. E, temos que aceitar que infelizmente Ă© uma tendĂȘncia que veio pra ficar. Espero que nos propusemos em sermos vulnerĂĄveis em outras redes, que nĂŁo apenas essa, talvez resgatar um pouco do sentimentalismo que aqui ficava, lentamente sendo substituĂdo por fotos de instagram rs, mas que existiam em um tempo longĂquo onde podiĂĄmos sermos nĂłs mesmos - acima de tudo e por causa de tudo que vĂamos aqui.Â
NĂŁo sei se alguĂ©m vai ler esse post, nĂŁo tenho intenção de reativar essa conta de maneira definitiva. Mas a todos que ficaram, deixarei redes onde possam me encontrar. Me sinto eu mesma em muitas delas, mas nunca fui tĂŁo vulnerĂĄvel e acredito que nunca serei, quanto fui aqui.Â
Um atĂ© logo, talvez, atĂ© mais,Â
Vocabulos do SilĂȘncio.Â
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yesterday I felt suffocated. I couldnât keep still but I felt like if I moved or spoke I would have convulsions. My environment felt harsh and languid. I just wanted to lie down. I was very against myself, unconsciously. I got some fresh air, got on the bus, was petrified to look around me but then I did and I noticed how solemn everyone else looked. Or at least tired. Or at least in their own heads. And I laughed a little to myself. Why was I so afraid? Why did I make everything so heavy? And my bus driver was bonkers. In a great way, from what I could see. His lucid insanity comforted me. Right before getting off he told me that I was very smart and that he could tell by my eyes. I walked away feeling a little lighter. He honked and waved a farewell, ridiculous and kind of wonderful. But I still had work to do. I made a quick dinner and ate it hastily. I laid down, wanting to talk to someone who would just listen. About everything and nothing. And I started thinking monotonous thoughts about the self. What is the self? How am I allowed to express it? How dare I think about whatâs âallowedâ? Donât you know thatâs self sabotage? Donât you laugh and cry and say thereâs room for everyone? And I was thinking.. how crazy it is just to be alive. I am alive. I am in this body. I am an individual. I can and should take up space. But also, I am one of billions of species at this point of time and there have been billions of species before me and all kinds of crazy, insane, wonderful people. Not to be anthropocentric. One cannot comprehend the vast multitudes of life that are and have been. And I thought, how wonderfully freeing the paradox is. That we each inhabit individual bodies with the power to love and feel and create and connect with others. And we are also just tiny, tiny organisms part of who really knows what. So, why box myself in?

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- im vulnerable as i can be, hoping she will see me for me
The mysticâs experience of falling in love with God is comparable to the love of the moth for the flame. The moth upholds the flame and beats itself on the glass of the lantern. Bruised and weary, it returns to its companions and describes the beauty of the thing it has experienced. Finally, consumed with an insatiable love for god, the moth breaks the glass to become the flame.
Words by Soho Rezanejad; Love's a Raging Prey
The healing is not my fault but it is my responsibility. Itâs wild how almost everything on this list I feel, know Iâve faced (am facing,) or Iâve worked past. Most of them Iâm still working on.Â
Guilt
I really donât feel guilt about anything. I used to have inklings of survivorâs guilt. Well, I guess Iâve obsessed over guilt when Iâve done something I know I shouldnât have or wish I couldâve made better choices - I thought that was just human tho.Â
Feel Abandoned
Very often I do feel abandoned if Iâm not invited somewhere or introduced to someone. I notice this most in my intimate relationships - if they go out and Iâm not invited (knowing that we both need our individual time and space and wanting that... but also feeling as though I want to feel important enuf to also be invited even if Iâm not too keen on the folk.) A handful of times I can also recount where I felt abandoned or betrayed by my partner of the time because they chose a different outing instead of one with me. If Iâm out in a crowd or group of people and I see people talking I usually think theyâre talking about me or judging me. If someone doesnât talk to me or say hi I automatically think that they hate me or something - although there are cases of envy, jealousy and what not itâs not the case every time. Over Responsible
Over responsible, Iâve felt this in my personal relationships; family, friends and lovers. Like I need to constantly go the extra mile to provide things that will make their life easier - even though itâs something that they should and can handle by themselves. Obsessively Worry What Others Think Of You
I fasho obsessively think about what other people may think of me. Thatâs one of the major things I want to change about my mind frame - to not give a fuck and just be me 1000%. From what I wear, what I do, where I go, how I dance, what I say, what I create, etc etc. I owe it to my younger Self, present Self and future Self to just let it all hang out and BE. Even now as I type this on my Tumblr with 0 followers or onlookers Iâm editing what/how I say something with the other in mind.Â
Never Feel Good Enough
I used to never feel good enough but this is definitely something that I have moved past. There might still be moments and triggers but for the most part I know that I good enough and in some instances more than good enough.Â
Immature Dysfunctional Parents All 4 of my parents were immature to to an extent and definitely dysfunctional but doesnât mean they were without love and care - one set of parents struggled with addiction issues and the other set of parents were very young when they took guardianship of me. So, they were really kids themselves trying to raise a highly traumatized child. You Feel Stuck And Donât Know How To Change It Been here way too many times. The feeling is in my chest a bit - these past 3 years Iâve felt this; knowing I didnât want to stay in the situation or city I was/am in. Iâm to a point now where Iâm making changes - I got a 2nd job to aid in paying things off so I can save up for my own place and car. Iâm working out, getting my body and mind back, creating a routine that works for me. You Cling Or Push People Away Yeah, this is a major one Iâm really still trying to manage and figure out. Itâs almost as if Iâve spent so much of my life pleasing others, chasing others that I want them to please me and chase me even if I push them away. Itâs like Iâm almost testing people to see how much they really care or love me (?) But I know sometimes when I really just want to be held and nurtured I end up pushing people away that try to do that. Then there are moments where I am clingy to a person when I was just pushing them away. And now that Iâm typing this out it reminds me of my relationship with my biological mom - I donât think she intended to push and pull but thatâs what the addiction did to her and since my birth itâs been engrained in me in a way. I know itâs very possible to undo that pattern and create a new one. Itâs mandatory at this point especially with how I want to create meaningful, lasting relationships with friends, family and lovers. I need to learn how to accept and receive without worrying if theyâre going to leave. Rocky, Unfulfilling Relationships Iâve definitively had my fair share - more than the good, solid and stable ones. Working on this majorly because Iâm ready for a peaceful, emotionally intelligent and unconditionally partnership in love. You Stay When You Should Go Yeah. Itâs like, I have to see it through and if thereâs anything else I can do I want to do it. But no, I know itâs not beneficial for my mental or physical health. Working on this, and I mean in a way all these things work together. When I learn to heal the root then theoretically all these things should change/heal as well.Â