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God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store

Not to sound vain or anything but I love when people say my name first before they talk to me or message me I love when people say my name it’s like music to my ears and heart and soul

Having a clean home, a warm bed, and a sense of security is truly the biggest blessing. That is enough to be content especially in the world we live in today. We are rich is ways we don’t realize.

so this shyness thing doesn't go away with age huh

It is unsettling how one moment of misunderstanding can feel heavy enough to erase years of gentle memories with someone. In that moment, anger does not just distort the present, it quietly convinces you to question everything you once knew to be true. What once felt like home begins to feel like something you can no longer return to, even in memory. And I have realized how fragile even the most beautiful history becomes when seen through the lens of anger.