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By: Anonymous
Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T05:18:27.693508Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T04:10:05.371971Z
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Date: 2023-08-18T19:56:45.087879Z
Thats a big question to answer bc our view for ourselves doesn't match with others. Either is better or worse. I believe that if you know yourself then u can do or don't whats right or wrong. I was always proud of myself even for my mistakes or decisions that either was for my future or my personal matters. I am an introvert Sagittarius even at 37 i have those moments but I'm there whenever u need me, I'm your crying shoulder I'm ready to kill fory family and my loved ones. I will hear you i will tell you my opinion but the choise is yours. So I'm proud of me and myself bc i haven't let anything to change me. I'll always be Evi !!!! P.s DON'T ALLOW ANYONE AND ANYTHING TO CHANGE U
Date: 2023-08-21T02:53:05.978963Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T04:35:33.801881Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T01:59:25.234510Z
When I achieve my goals that I have set out for myself and by others like my mentor who knows how to push me and allows me to make mistakes but is there when I need his advice. Me knowing that people who have said or even thought that I wasnt worth the time or energy to believe in are always proven wrong when I achieve my goals and they are still where they are at blamming everyone but themselves where they are. I have been around people who blame their life on the government not protecting them and giving others handouts but them when it's really about their choices in life of what they achive and don't achive. Everytime I achieve something I brag about it to myself everyday that "Hey I achieve that goal which I thought was so hard but really it was super easy so what's my next goal going to be and is it going to teach me a new skill or something new about myself that I just happen to wake up inside of me." That is how great people over come their problems and allow to improve themselves everyday. I also learn from not achieving goals that I need to find a different route to it because route a didn't work out for me but maybe route b will. Even if I fail from achieving the goal I know I try my hardest and I will be better next time I set that same goal. I also enjoy seeing the looks of my haters when they know that I'm achieving my goals and they arent because of their choices. It's all about believing in yourself and not listening to what others say about you that will make you succeed or fail. If you get the haters in your head with their negativity then they win but if you have them in your head as positive thoughts like "You wont make a million dollars in a year" instead you say "I wont make a million dollars in a year instead I will make a million dollars in 6 months." Then you have won the battle no matter what the out come is. Stay positive and use negative as the fuel for you to make your goals and so how much you have grown as a person.
Date: 2021-10-05T02:42:50.055341Z
-- The sun was invading her eyelids little by little until it was impossible for her to continue sleeping. She opened her eyes slowly, trying to get used to the sudden blinding light that came through the window. After a long yawn, she stretched her body as much as she could, aware of the pain she felt almost in every muscle. It had been a very busy night. She smiled, feeling the unmistakable weight of her girlfriend's body on hers. Somehow, even when they didn't fall asleep entangled in each other, they would wake up that way. As united as possible. Between the entanglement of the sheets and their bodies, she knew it would be impossible to get up without waking Jessie up. And the truth is that she had no interest in getting out of there either. They had arrived in room 14 very late in the morning, probably not many hours ago, after an intense session in the library. And another in the hall. She brought her arms back, stretching a little more, ready to enjoy the enormous pleasure of seeing Jessie sleep on her. Something that she had practiced a lot in the last few months. Between therapy and abstinence, added to the stress of fighting with her family after her divorce, sleep had been a luxury she had rarely been able to afford. And, although when she spent nights with Jessie she managed to reconcile it very easily, there were not a few occasions when she woke up at dawn and could not fall asleep again. Then, she would dedicate herself to observing her girlfriend, something that brought her a much-needed peace. She spent the next few hours with her eyes closed, mesmerized by the sound of Jessie's breathing, the soft puffs of her exhalations on her chest and stroking the silky black hair with her fingers, in an enviable state of harmony. She was extremely focused on her task of caressing her girlfriend, that could barely notice the slight change in her breathing. It wasn't until Jessie moved, gazes locked for the first time in the morning, that she realized she had woken up. “Finally! she said amused, without stopping to caress her, while a wide smile was formed on her face. “Did you spy on me while I was sleeping?” Jessie asked, frowning, covering her face in shame. Taylor laughed, pulling them back so she could see her. "A little," she answered nonchalantly, sliding her thumb over Jessie's cheek gently. Her girlfriend pushed herself up a little with her arms, bringing their faces closer to kiss her. “Good morning” The dark haired woman whispered on her lips, smiling, and kissing her again seconds later. “Good morning, my love” She replied when their mouths parted for a moment to breathe. The brunette leaned back on her, hugging her around the waist while Taylor continued to caress her hair and her back. “You know what?” Jessie broke the silence minutes later, without moving. “Hmm?” Stammered Taylor, without abandoning her task. “You never told me that we were supposed to celebrate yesterday. Tom insisted that it was something very important” Taylor smiled. Jessie never liked being left in doubt about something. She always had more questions and wouldn't let anything go until she had it completely figured out. “Well, miss, let me tell you that there were many things to celebrate” SHe began to say, settling a little more on the headboard. Jessie turned, resting her head on Taylor's lap, watching her as she spoke. “First of all, our moving. Second, the fact that I have been completely sober for more than a year” She felt a heat invade her chest when she saw Jessie's proud smile when she said that. “And last but not least. Yesterday was exactly one year since I received the call that made me the happiest woman in the world. One with whom just having heard a shy "hello" on the other end of the line, changed my whole world”. In a swift movement Jessie got up, straddling Taylor, who couldn't help but lose herself in her girlfriend's beautiful body once more. She drew her by the waist, while the brunette placed her hands on her neck, bringing her face closer to her lips until she was inches from hers. “How romantic you turned out,” She took Taylor's face in her hands, kissing her with intensity, gently biting her lips before releasing her. “It's your fault” the brunette replied, chasing Jessie's mouth to continue kissing her. But she moved farther away, looking into her eyes. “My fault?” She asked, twisting her head. Taylor nodded, amused. “You make me like that. You have the love that turns me into something I never thought I would be. That heals me and also disarms me. That helps me in the most difficult moments” Jessie could feel how the tears began to accumulate in her eyes. The brunette wrapped her arms completely around her, drawing her back to her, joining their foreheads as she brushed her nose with hers. “It is not fair that you say such beautiful things” Jessie whispered, closing her eyes as she delighted in the touch of her skin. “Language is surely too small of a vessel to contain these emotions of the mind and body, which have somehow awakened a response in the spirit” Taylor recited, and Jessie smiled, recognizing the phrase instantly. She opened her eyes, finding that deep and intense sea watching her as well. “I love you” Taylor said, with such certainty that Jessie took a few seconds to react, even when she had heard those two words thousands of times coming from her girlfriend. “I love you” She replied, even when it wasn't necessary, because they had already loved each other in every possible way.
Date: 2022-07-22T17:30:01.362862Z
Say I love you, say it often, say it before it’s too late. Life is finite, fragile, and glorious. The human experience is a roller coaster with the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Don’t worry about what the world thinks of you. You have enough trouble worrying about what you think of yourself, and it’s OK! No, you do not always have to be happy peppy and full of zest. It is ok to have a day and take that day for yourself. Do the work trust the process and you will shine greater for it. Never forgot how much you matter, that you belong here that you’re worthy of everything regardless of the past, present or the future. You will get through it. Never lose the courage to continue. Remember that I will always love you!
Date: 2019-07-29T20:55:31.584391Z
“MECHÓN”. This was a word that defined me for most of my life. I was born with a pink birthmark on my head which causes some of my hair to come out light blonde, almost white. I inherited this birthmark from my great uncle who was a public figure and known for founding the XEW Radio and Television network. His nickname was “El Tigre” (The Tiger) and his birthmark became his signature. When I was little everyone wanted to see “El Tigre’s birthmark” and I was constantly told how lucky I was to have it. My mother was especially proud of the birthmark because El Tigre was like a father to him growing up, so she loved showing it off. I know she meant well but somehow this created a big insecurity for me. I had this thing in my head, impossible to hide, that carried a whole story that wasn’t mine. It was “El Tigre’s birthmark”, not Ivana’s. Then came a different kind of insecurity because as I grew older, people thought it was highlights that I had purposely gotten done. A “punk-ish look”, which immediately caused judgement. Even in school one day, the headmaster called me in and said that highlights were NOT allowed and that I would not be allowed in school if I dyed my hair. Of course she felt terrible once my mother came in angry to explain the situation. Then came the era of Cruella De Vil, X-Men (Rogue) and then Anna from Frozen, who all had similar looking hair. I wasn’t bullied about it per say but the nicknames became tiring after a while, not to mention it made me feel like I was in a constant costume that I couldn’t take off. Once people would find out that it was natural, they LOVED it, but for them to find out required a whole process. From a young age I started wearing hats every single day so that people wouldn’t see it, then growing up I would spray it with brown spray sometimes, then when I became an actress I finally dyed it for the first time. It took about 6 hours of PITCH BLACK color and it still pretty much rinsed right off. As I grew older i started appreciating the things that make people different, special. In a world of billions of people, we should celebrate the traits that make us unique. And so I did. I decided to own it, to embrace it, to make it a conversation starter, and something to be remembered by. Today, I wear my birthmark openly and proudly. I learned to own it, to love it, to accept it as a part of me. People close to me celebrate it. Haters will always hate. ✌🏻