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'i could fix him' okay bob the builder 🙄

i wish i had the eyelashes of a baby cow

“A man thinks seven times before he speaks. I’ts harder to make the glass than break the glass”

there is nothing too big or too small for you to manifest.

like, you gotta know you are the rock, the sun, the moon and the star. you deserve everything in the entire universe and more. there is nothing in this life that you cannot have. dream big, as the life is truly your oyster.

you want your dream job? you can manifest that! you want the perfect partner? your wish is my command! you want a fat ass? the world is your oyster!

don’t ever, ever, EVER, settle for less! you deserve every single one of your desires, and with just the right mindset, everything you could wish for will be right in the palm of your hand.

dream big, my love.

𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘵ë,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴ë 𝘯𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘩

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘯𝘫ë 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘻𝘩𝘪.

𝘚𝘩𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴ë 𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘳 𝘯ë 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘫𝘦,

𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘬ë 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘫𝘦𝘫𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘩𝘪.

𝘖𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘫ë 𝘱𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴ë 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘩,

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘱𝘺𝘦𝘵𝘫𝘦𝘷𝘦.

𝘏𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘳 𝘯ë 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘵

𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘫𝘢 𝘦 𝘱ë𝘳𝘨𝘫𝘪𝘨𝘫𝘦𝘷𝘦.

𝘖𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴ë 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘱ë𝘻𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵'𝘴𝘩𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘵

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 ë𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦.

𝘕'𝘱ë𝘳𝘨𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘫𝘦𝘯 𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘢,

𝘧𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘶𝘬𝘴𝘩ë𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘬ë𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦.

𝘖𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘦,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴ë 𝘦 𝘵'𝘲𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵ë 𝘮𝘣𝘺𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢,

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘧𝘺𝘵𝘺𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘹𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦.

𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘮𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳ë 𝘯'𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘵𝘺𝘳𝘦,

𝘨𝘫ë𝘫𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘬𝘦𝘫 𝘮ë 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘮ë 𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦.

𝘒𝘢𝘵ë𝘳 𝘦 𝘮ë𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘵,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴ë 𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘲𝘦𝘵ë𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘷𝘦,

𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘺𝘵𝘺𝘳ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘵ë 𝘴𝘰𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘴.

𝘗𝘺𝘦𝘵𝘫𝘦 𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘥ë𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢,

𝘯ë𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘵ë 𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘫𝘦𝘴ë 𝘦 𝘵'𝘯𝘦𝘴ë𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘴.

𝘒𝘢𝘵ë𝘳 𝘦 𝘨𝘫𝘺𝘴ë𝘮,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘢 𝘦 𝘯𝘫ë 𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪,

𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘢 𝘥ë𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳ë.

𝘛'𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘺𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘨𝘢 ë𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵,

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯ë 𝘯𝘢𝘵ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳ë.

𝘒𝘢𝘵ë𝘳 𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘩𝘫𝘦𝘵ë 𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘩,

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴ë.

𝘕'𝘣𝘶𝘻ë𝘲𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘫𝘦𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘫𝘢𝘬𝘦,

𝘨𝘫𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮ë 𝘢𝘧ë𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘵ë𝘱𝘪𝘴ë.

𝘕𝘫ë𝘮𝘣ë𝘥𝘩𝘫𝘦𝘵ë 𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘬,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘩,

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘱𝘺𝘦𝘵𝘫𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦.

𝘔𝘦𝘴 𝘱ë𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘫𝘦𝘴,

𝘵ë 𝘢𝘵𝘺𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘻𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘦.

𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘥𝘪𝘵ë,

𝘥ë𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦,

𝘯ë 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮ë𝘯 𝘦 𝘬ë𝘳𝘤ë𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵'𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘴ë𝘴.

𝘛ë 𝘮𝘣𝘺𝘵𝘶𝘳 𝘯ë 𝘥𝘰𝘻𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦,

𝘵ë 𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘯ë 𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣ë𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘴ë 𝘴𝘩𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴ë𝘴.

People can “have more than you” and still be jealous of you. It ain’t on you, it’s in you

feel free to block me pt. 2

( pt.1 )

Nuk doja t’bija n’dashni me ty, por ishte ora 2 pas mesnate, dhe ti buzëqeshe …

Asked her what she needed and she looked at me