“Beutiful Angel, love your imperfections every angle..”
— Beautiful - Bazzi
“Beutiful Angel, love your imperfections every angle..”
— Beautiful - Bazzi
soulmate (n.)
A person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet – a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. As this connection develops over time, you experience a love so deep, strong and complex, that you begin to doubt that you have ever truly loved anyone prior. Your soulmate understands and connects with you in every way and on every level, which brings a sense of peace, calmness and happiness when you are around them. And when you are not around them, you are all that much more aware of the harshness of life, and how bonding with another person in this way is the most significant and satisfying thing you will experience in your lifetime. You are also all that much aware of the beauty in life, because you have been given a great gift and will always be thankful.
My future partner: babe you can’t do this everytime I come home
Me, laying the in the rose petals I put on the bed, illuminated by the candles that are their favorite scent while their bathwater runs: but I love you
No me digas que soy bonita, no es verdad
No me digas cumplidos, estas mintiendo
No me digas que te gusto, solo te estas burlando de mi
No me beses, de seguro es una apuesta
No te me acerques, te voy a dar asco
No me gustan los vestidos, se ven mis horribles piernas
No me gusta la ropa ajustada, se me ven los gordos
No me gustan los crop tops, se me ven las estrías y los gordos
No me gustan las sandalias, mis pies son muy feos
No me gusta el maquillaje, me hace ver peor
No veas mis manos, son un asco
No veas mis ojos, son asquerosos
No veas mis labios, son detestables
No mires mi rostro, esta lleno de espantosos granos
No toques mi cabello, de seguro te tendrás que lavar la mano, tampoco lo mires, es repulsivo
Al fin y al cabo, a nadie le importa como me vea.
Gay sex life, unlike straight sex life, is never a private matter. When a man and a woman walk hand in hand, it is their love that they make public. When two men walk hand in hand, it is their sex life that they make public…
Our words are acts; our privacy is public. This reality stems from the nature of homophobia.
Rabbi Steven Greenberg
“Wrestling with G-d and Men: Homosexuality in the Jewish Tradition” (2004)
No es bueno dejarse arrastras por los sueños y olvidarse de vivir
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