relationships
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“You’re delusional if you think that wine was worth the hype.” Your voice is silk over steel. “Overripe tannins. No balance.” His glass halts mid-air. A slow blink. Then, a smirk—dangerous, lazy. “And yet, it outsold yours.” You step closer, heels clicking against marble. “Popularity doesn’t mean quality, CEO.” He chuckles, low, rich. “And yet,
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I remember the exact moment I decided. It wasn’t a grand, romantic revelation. No violins, no whispered promises of forever. Just a thought. A quiet, dangerous thought. I’m ready. Maybe I wasn’t. Maybe no one ever really is. But when he touched me—slow, deliberate, knowing—I let the moment take me. This is the story I
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You reach for a glass. So does he. Your fingers brush—just a second, just enough to make your breath hitch. You feel the heat of his skin, the rough drag of his fingertips before he pulls back. Slowly. Him: You always this warm? You: You always this close? He doesn’t move away. Neither do you.
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That moment when he’s brooding—jaw clenched, shoulders tight—because he caught you smiling at another man. His silence is loud. He storms into the bedroom, yanking off his shirt, his toned torso flexing with restrained jealousy. The fabric drops to the floor. Forgotten. You hear his sharp inhale, the way his fists clench at his sides.
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i believe sex isn’t the most intimate thing. i believe in meaningful conversations. if i give you my thoughts you’ll walk away with a piece of me. and so i want to know you beyond your body. i want to walk the cosmos with your thoughts and dreams. i want to view the world the
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I want you to look at the areas of your life where you’re feeling weak and you need strength, because in the area where you need strength is where you need standards Reevaluate your standards, and raise them, then, the positive changes you so desperately seek will come Guys I earlier this year I published
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He lies, she cries. He ain’t sorry but apologizes… She complains, he doesn’t change. She continues to hurt. Yet, she still stays
Zen… 