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I'm old? But I've been young for so many years how can you just take that away from me?

what if i put a gentle yet firm hand on your chin to hold you still while i put lipstick on your lips. and you were kneeling and i was standing and looking down at you and making eye contact. what then

You fill me with so much being that I no longer feel woman nor man around you, the presence realization of you puts me in a trance-like state, away from the concept of reality, logic and nature— rather I am forever a cloud hanging around you, only ever activated when ever I am, once again, struck by the realization of you.

"I want to rip my skin open and say, "See? I bleed, but I do not bleed red. Is this black you're seeing not enough? Do I have to rip a little more? Just so you believe when I say I'm not doing well?"

It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

““If you’re struggling and your people are just sitting there watching you struggle, they’re not your people.” Unknown”

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God gave me royalty to be at ease yet it's the thing I hate the most about me. He gave me good things to be grateful for but I hate them all. This is because there is something rotting within me. It was all assigned to the wrong person. I cannot be normal. "I feel scared Yusuf. I'm scared of you. Whenever you kiss my feet I remember how I was treated in the palace. You dont treat me like the servants used to. Why don't you treat me like the servants used to? Why don't you treat me like a slave? I am carrying every bad thing that has ever happened to me on my back like a sack of stones over my shoulder wherever I go. It digs into my neck and causes a rash that burns. Initially, I thought maybe I felt special. After all, I am a princess. I thought that's what separates me from the crowd. But when people flash a smile I feel offended. I hate it, Yusuf. I hate when people smile and compliment me. I hate anything lavish. I desperately need gold that is fake. I need to be clad in simple cotton kurtas. I hate the colour red. This is what I try to explain to you everyday! In the bazaar, you pitied me for the common stones on the rings occupying my fingers. I explained it to you then. After it all, you say I do not deserve the frail mattresses. What is that you mean? Are you trying to take revenge on me?! Though our hatred for my father is mutual, after all I am his daughter. How am I supposed to believe you do not wish to sabotage me when you threaten to put me in the same position I barely crawled out of? Do you even know? I hate the purple silk sheets and the grandiose bed chamber. When I lie on my back, I still do not get adequate rest because the light of the moon is caught by the very real diamonds stuck to the top edges of the chamber. It glints and reflects onto my eyes. It is blinding. I hate them, too. The royal stones remind me of the rotten marrow swimming in my bones. I hate when I look into the mirror and I look pretty."

Oh how I wish I just chose to hate you instead.

"Yes, I'm a murderer. Be it for Good or Evil, I play culprit of several last breaths- Nothing can justify that- Yet somehow... I crave warmth."

"I blame the cold that rests within my core, for it makes me tremble and yearn for even a speck of fire. Perhaps it's why at the end of the day, I always find myself melted in your embrace. For I am a parasite. A parasite that leeches off your love," his eyes meet hers, "Stay away from me if you feel dire need of affection. Cryogenic knights have no love to offer." His tone is more direct this time, a vain attempt to seem intimidating. "Besides, Heat only melts ice."

Context: he's made of ice but she's made of Fire lmao, I love yin n yang tropes

Another fun thing I do with customers - specifically parents of very small children who don’t know they’re alive yet - is directly imply I think the coffee is for the baby, not the parent. and lemme tell you, like 70% of parents eat that shit up. They immediately go along with the bit and start discussing it with their newborn child, while the baby just stares at us like 😮