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Love Is The Best Style Emily Ratajkowski

July 4, 2022July 4, 2022

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Maybe we exaggerate people. We attach thousands of meanings to every meaningless behavior and eat our emotions with thoughts. Some actually style show themselves my body Emily Ratajkowski at the very beginning, but we bear with the hope that it will change persistently.

We are deep people Emily Ratajkowski…. But whoever we know, we drown in our own depths.

Every time, we break up and collect our feelings. We do not deem the one who makes us happy, but the one who saddens us worthy of love. Our unhappiness…

We are not understood, we are actually the hard solution to the simple problem. Every morning, Emily Ratajkowski we take our extensions and drink a cup of tea. Then it’s getting colder anyway.

We lost our hope because of the people we hoped for. Each time we dispersed ourselves from where we gathered. We have a weakness for whatever hurts us the most.

Whoever is far from us, we have always been close to him. This is why we are far from ourselves.

love me again

I opened a new page for you. I drew birds in pencil on my dead sky.

One October evening, you came again. Again, my love was defeated by my hate. I let go of the chained butterflies inside me knowing there was fire again.

My dear, I am tired this time, I am hesitant to show my love. Even if I restrain my love, beauty comes out from somewhere. I renew with you, knowing that I will be defeated. I’m releasing all my cells that beat with love again. I’m listening to happy songs this time. Even if you go many times, you hug me. I want our wounds to coincide. I won’t trade your sadness for happiness anymore. Distances look this good for the first time.

Welcome to my heart flutter, my anger, my sadness. This time you will hug me, you will put me in and take care of it. Together we will overcome all the pain. And we’ll take the pain out of all the unlived pain.

You are the one that I was defeated by myself, that aroused new feelings in me.

fight for love

We are the strong blinds of the city that had earthquakes, we are with you. We’re all in a mess, but we’re still trying to put things together. But we’re missing the details, darling. Even if we survive, our love and good intentions have already been saluted. Since we came side by side with you, every effort we made took us a little further back. We tried to relive the things that ended. It’s a bit like re-burning the ashes.

There is not even ashes left between us and you. We are late .

We were late to laugh, to be happy and to laugh in the middle of the street, to have tea together.

Even the fires on which we walk barefoot can no longer warm us. Kissing will not heal any wound in my heart anymore. Those first excitements will never happen again.

We are two children whose enthusiasm is in the crop, now you and me. Now I hang the dried roses from my balcony. Separation lurk on my walls. Let my eyes forget to smile until you are purple.

You are the most beautiful longing that I fit into “I wish”.