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romantic: With no restaurants open I had to scramble a romantic dinner together for my 5th anniversary.
romantic: With no restaurants open I had to scramble a romantic dinner together for my 5th anniversary.

With no restaurants open I had to scramble a romantic dinner together for my 5th anniversary.

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romantic: cockadudeldoo:
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positive-memes:
I’d watch this romantic adventure

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romantic: I’d watch this romantic adventure
romantic: I’d watch this romantic adventure

I’d watch this romantic adventure

romantic: awesomage:Follow My Romantic Piano Moods 🎹 Spotify Playlist Here!
romantic: awesomage:Follow My Romantic Piano Moods 🎹 Spotify Playlist Here!

awesomage:Follow My Romantic Piano Moods 🎹 Spotify Playlist Here!

romantic: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
romantic: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

romantic: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
romantic: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

romantic: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
romantic: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

romantic: [OC] Romantic
romantic: [OC] Romantic

[OC] Romantic

romantic: ace-of-squiddles: a-romantic-duck: Deal in absolutes: absolutely no unnecessary outings. …Emperor Quarantine
romantic: ace-of-squiddles:
a-romantic-duck:
Deal in absolutes: absolutely no unnecessary outings.
…Emperor Quarantine

ace-of-squiddles: a-romantic-duck: Deal in absolutes: absolutely no unnecessary outings. …Emperor Quarantine

romantic: How to be romantic
romantic: How to be romantic

How to be romantic

romantic: A hopeless romantic
romantic: A hopeless romantic

A hopeless romantic

romantic: The romantic side of Hitler
romantic: The romantic side of Hitler

The romantic side of Hitler

romantic: awesomage:Romantic Piano Moods  💕 Spotify Playlist 
romantic: awesomage:Romantic Piano Moods 

💕 Spotify Playlist 

awesomage:Romantic Piano Moods  💕 Spotify Playlist 

romantic: chrispalmermusic:Romantic Piano Moods Spotify Playlist
romantic: chrispalmermusic:Romantic Piano Moods Spotify Playlist

chrispalmermusic:Romantic Piano Moods Spotify Playlist

romantic: lattemaffiato: Latte Maffiato - Romantic Movie Concert
romantic: lattemaffiato:

Latte Maffiato - Romantic Movie Concert

lattemaffiato: Latte Maffiato - Romantic Movie Concert

romantic: on Full House, DJ gets over an eating disorder in 3 days. FEME In the real world, it can take yearsS On the very special episode "Shape Up," all it takes for DJ to quit starving herself is a chat with dad. The reality is that recovery is a difficult process that can take seven to ten years, or longer. CRACKED COM https//www.anred.com/tx.html Hollywood loves a sad, brooding love interest. Real depression Kills relationships. That sad character being portrayed as romantic would actually be really hard to have an ongoing relationship with. Being depressed can cause them to pay less attention to their partner, be less involved, be more irritable, and have trouble enjoying time together. And a failing relationship creates a cycle of deeper depression. CRACKED COM https://blogs scientificamerican.com/mind-guest-blog/ the-waming-signs-that-depression-is-affecting-your-relationship/ If a character is mentally ill, they're usually violent. That's the opposite of how it really is. Movies like Se7en, Silence Of The Lambs, and Fight Club and shows like Hannibal, Mr. Robot, and Dexter perpetuate the stereotype that people with mental illnesses are fearsome criminals, if not outright violent ones. In fact, people with mental illness are much more likely to be victims of violent crime. CRACKED GOM http://www.mentalhealth gov/basics/myths-facts in Silver Linings Playbook, love cures bipolar disorder Bipolar disorder doesn't work that way. Being in a good relationship is a positive influence on mental health, but the idea that the characters could stop taking medication and be completely mentally healthy just because they fell în love is ridiculous. CRACKED CONT http://www.vuiture.com/2012/12/ask-a-psychiatrist-how- does-silver-linings-playbook-handle-mental-ilness html tiggurix: cracked: 22 Things Movies Get Completely Wrong About Mental Illness Cracked doing the Lord’s work and shedding light on ableism and inaccuracy.
romantic: on Full House, DJ
 gets over an eating
 disorder in 3 days.
 FEME
 In the real world,
 it can take yearsS
 On the very special episode "Shape Up," all it takes
 for DJ to quit starving herself is a chat with dad.
 The reality is that recovery is a difficult process
 that can take seven to ten years, or longer.
 CRACKED COM
 https//www.anred.com/tx.html

 Hollywood loves
 a sad, brooding
 love interest.
 Real depression
 Kills relationships.
 That sad character being portrayed as romantic
 would actually be really hard to have an ongoing
 relationship with. Being depressed can cause them
 to pay less attention to their partner, be less
 involved, be more irritable, and have trouble
 enjoying time together. And a failing relationship
 creates a cycle of deeper depression.
 CRACKED COM
 https://blogs scientificamerican.com/mind-guest-blog/
 the-waming-signs-that-depression-is-affecting-your-relationship/

 If a character is
 mentally ill, they're
 usually violent.
 That's the opposite of
 how it really is.
 Movies like Se7en, Silence Of The Lambs, and Fight
 Club and shows like Hannibal, Mr. Robot, and Dexter
 perpetuate the stereotype that people with mental
 illnesses are fearsome criminals, if not outright
 violent ones. In fact, people with mental illness are
 much more likely to be victims of violent crime.
 CRACKED GOM
 http://www.mentalhealth gov/basics/myths-facts

 in Silver Linings
 Playbook, love cures
 bipolar disorder
 Bipolar disorder
 doesn't work that way.
 Being in a good relationship is a positive
 influence on mental health, but the idea that
 the characters could stop taking medication
 and be completely mentally healthy just
 because they fell în love is ridiculous.
 CRACKED CONT
 http://www.vuiture.com/2012/12/ask-a-psychiatrist-how-
 does-silver-linings-playbook-handle-mental-ilness html
tiggurix:
cracked:
22 Things Movies Get Completely Wrong About Mental Illness
Cracked doing the Lord’s work and shedding light on ableism and inaccuracy.

tiggurix: cracked: 22 Things Movies Get Completely Wrong About Mental Illness Cracked doing the Lord’s work and shedding light on ableism...

romantic: WHAT'S YOUR PERSONALITY? I am SUN, and MOON is what makes me feel emotionally happy, but I express myself in MERCURY way. When it comes to love, I will be VENUS, but when I get angry, I become MARS. Though people see me as RISING Life systematically challenges me to SATURN. My sense of humour is JUPITER. I'm URANUS when it comes to changes and I have the imagination of NEPTUNE. My secret energy and individual powers are aimed at PLUTO. Oh, and not to forget, I'll be absolutely successful as MIDHEAVEN. My deepest inner self can be compared to DOMINANT PLANET/DOMINANT SIGN. Sun Moon Mercury Venus Mars CHALLENGES Aries A REBEL A DIRECT PASSIONATE AGGRESSIVE A PRACTICAL COMMUNICATION A LIGHTHEARTED A GUARDIAN A MASTERMIND Taurus STABILITY RELIABLE STUBBORN Gemini REASONABLE DESTRUCTIVE Cancer A ROMANTIC CARE A SENTIMENTAL NUTRURING NASTY A RINGLEADER A DRAMATIC PRAISE Leo GENEROUS LOUD Virgo A HEALER SECURITY AΝIMPAΤIENT HELPFUL DISTANT Libra AN ARTIST INDIVIDUALITY A TACTFUL THOUGHTFUL CRITICAL Scorpio AN ENIGMA POWER A PIERCING INTENSE VENGEFUL A WANDERER Sagittarius EXPERIENCES A PLAYFUL FLIRTATIOUS INDIFFERENT Сapricorn AN OWNER AUTHENTICITY A CONCISE PROTECTIVE VIOLENT AN INNOVATOR Aquarius FRIENDSHIP A LOGICAL INTRIGUING SARCASTIC AVAGUE Pisces A DREAMER ART COMPASSIONATE SELFISH Rising Saturn Jupiter Uranus Aries BE TOLERANT THE FIGHTER TEASING ENTHUSIASTIC Taurus THE MASTER LOSE WHAT I LOVE MOST GROSS CAUTIOUS MAKE QUICK DECISIONS Gemini THE CHARMER BONDING-IN-THE-MOMENT FLEXIBLE FACE LONELINESS Cancer THE HELPER PARODIC IMPATIENT SACRIFICE MY DIGNITY THE INDIVIDUALIST Leo HYPERBOLIC PUSHY Virgo THE PENDANT DEAL WITH DISASTERS DARK PASSIVE Libra THE AESTHETE FIGHT IRONIC CURIOUS THE SCEPTIC Scorpio CONTROL MY INSTINCTS DRY DISTRUSTING Sagittarius THE COMEDIAN BE STUCK IN A RUT ANECDOTAL ECCENTRIC Capricorn THE VINTAGE SOUL FACE FAILURE SELF-DEPRECATING ANXIOUS Aquarius THE ADVISER BLEND IN WITTY IMPASSIONAED THE ANGEL FACE OVERWHELMING QUIRKY CULTURAL Pisces UNPREDICTABLE STRESS Neptune Pluto Midheaven Aries A MADCAP SEXUALITY AN ATHLETE A STRATEGIST Taurus IMPROVEMENTS AN ARCHITECT Gemini A SCHIZOPHRENE INTELLECTUALITY A TEACHER/ PROFESSOR A WRITER/ POET Cancer A CHILD EMOTIONAL INTENSITY Leo A POET DOMINATION AN ACTOR/ A FILM DIRECTOR A DOCTOR Virgo A SHAMAN OBSESSIONS Libra A DAYDREAMER RELIGION A DESIGNER A PSYCGIKIGUST Scorpio A MANIAC BLACK MAGIC AN IDEALIST Sagittarius EXPLORATIONS A POLITICIAN A LAWYER / JUDGE Сapricorn AN OCCULTIST ΑMΒΙΤIΟNS Aquarius A VISIONARY MANIPULATION A SCIENTIST Pisces A PROHET INTUITION A MUSICIAN Dominant Sign Dominant Planet Sun (Solarian) Moon (Lunarian) Mercury (Mercurian) Venus (Venusian) Mars (Martian) Jupiter (Jupiterian) Saturn (Saturnian) Uranus (Uranian) Neptune (Neptunian) Pluto (Plutonian) A MAJESTIC LIGHTNING Aries A TENDER Taurus FOREST A FATAL Gemini NORTHERN LIGHT A FASCINATING Cancer SEA HEAT A POWERFUL Leo A CHAOTIC Virgo FOG ΑΝ ANCIΕNT Libra RAINBOW AN IRREPRESSIBLE Scorpio TSUNAMI A WAVERING Sagittarius WILDFIRE A MYSTICAL Сapricorn VOLCANO Aquarius STORM MARSH Pisces superpanda112: I have stumbled upon this post many times and every time it bothered me that you have to scroll a lot to know the words soooo…. I made this in Word, trying to be less cluttered (sorry for bad quality) ORIGINAL POST BY @youstrology 💖
romantic: WHAT'S YOUR PERSONALITY?
 I am SUN, and MOON is what makes me feel emotionally happy, but I express myself in MERCURY
 way. When it comes to love, I will be VENUS, but when I get angry, I become MARS. Though people
 see me as RISING
 Life systematically challenges me to SATURN. My sense of humour is JUPITER. I'm URANUS when it
 comes to changes and I have the imagination of NEPTUNE. My secret energy and individual powers
 are aimed at PLUTO.
 Oh, and not to forget, I'll be absolutely successful as MIDHEAVEN.
 My deepest inner self can be compared to DOMINANT PLANET/DOMINANT SIGN.

 Sun
 Moon
 Mercury
 Venus
 Mars
 CHALLENGES
 Aries
 A REBEL
 A DIRECT
 PASSIONATE
 AGGRESSIVE
 A PRACTICAL
 COMMUNICATION A LIGHTHEARTED
 A GUARDIAN
 A MASTERMIND
 Taurus
 STABILITY
 RELIABLE
 STUBBORN
 Gemini
 REASONABLE
 DESTRUCTIVE
 Cancer
 A ROMANTIC
 CARE
 A SENTIMENTAL
 NUTRURING
 NASTY
 A RINGLEADER
 A DRAMATIC
 PRAISE
 Leo
 GENEROUS
 LOUD
 Virgo
 A HEALER
 SECURITY
 AΝIMPAΤIENT
 HELPFUL
 DISTANT
 Libra
 AN ARTIST
 INDIVIDUALITY
 A TACTFUL
 THOUGHTFUL
 CRITICAL
 Scorpio
 AN ENIGMA
 POWER
 A PIERCING
 INTENSE
 VENGEFUL
 A WANDERER
 Sagittarius
 EXPERIENCES
 A PLAYFUL
 FLIRTATIOUS
 INDIFFERENT
 Сapricorn
 AN OWNER
 AUTHENTICITY
 A CONCISE
 PROTECTIVE
 VIOLENT
 AN INNOVATOR
 Aquarius
 FRIENDSHIP
 A LOGICAL
 INTRIGUING
 SARCASTIC
 AVAGUE
 Pisces
 A DREAMER
 ART
 COMPASSIONATE
 SELFISH

 Rising
 Saturn
 Jupiter
 Uranus
 Aries
 BE TOLERANT
 THE FIGHTER
 TEASING
 ENTHUSIASTIC
 Taurus
 THE MASTER
 LOSE WHAT I LOVE MOST
 GROSS
 CAUTIOUS
 MAKE QUICK DECISIONS
 Gemini
 THE CHARMER
 BONDING-IN-THE-MOMENT
 FLEXIBLE
 FACE LONELINESS
 Cancer
 THE HELPER
 PARODIC
 IMPATIENT
 SACRIFICE MY DIGNITY
 THE INDIVIDUALIST
 Leo
 HYPERBOLIC
 PUSHY
 Virgo
 THE PENDANT
 DEAL WITH DISASTERS
 DARK
 PASSIVE
 Libra
 THE AESTHETE
 FIGHT
 IRONIC
 CURIOUS
 THE SCEPTIC
 Scorpio
 CONTROL MY INSTINCTS
 DRY
 DISTRUSTING
 Sagittarius
 THE COMEDIAN
 BE STUCK IN A RUT
 ANECDOTAL
 ECCENTRIC
 Capricorn THE VINTAGE SOUL
 FACE FAILURE
 SELF-DEPRECATING
 ANXIOUS
 Aquarius
 THE ADVISER
 BLEND IN
 WITTY
 IMPASSIONAED
 THE ANGEL
 FACE OVERWHELMING
 QUIRKY CULTURAL
 Pisces
 UNPREDICTABLE
 STRESS

 Neptune
 Pluto
 Midheaven
 Aries
 A MADCAP
 SEXUALITY
 AN ATHLETE
 A STRATEGIST
 Taurus
 IMPROVEMENTS
 AN ARCHITECT
 Gemini
 A SCHIZOPHRENE
 INTELLECTUALITY
 A TEACHER/ PROFESSOR
 A WRITER/ POET
 Cancer
 A CHILD
 EMOTIONAL INTENSITY
 Leo
 A POET
 DOMINATION
 AN ACTOR/ A FILM DIRECTOR
 A DOCTOR
 Virgo
 A SHAMAN
 OBSESSIONS
 Libra
 A DAYDREAMER
 RELIGION
 A DESIGNER
 A PSYCGIKIGUST
 Scorpio
 A MANIAC
 BLACK MAGIC
 AN IDEALIST
 Sagittarius
 EXPLORATIONS
 A POLITICIAN
 A LAWYER / JUDGE
 Сapricorn
 AN OCCULTIST
 ΑMΒΙΤIΟNS
 Aquarius
 A VISIONARY
 MANIPULATION
 A SCIENTIST
 Pisces
 A PROHET
 INTUITION
 A MUSICIAN

 Dominant Sign
 Dominant Planet
 Sun (Solarian)
 Moon (Lunarian)
 Mercury (Mercurian)
 Venus (Venusian)
 Mars (Martian)
 Jupiter (Jupiterian)
 Saturn (Saturnian)
 Uranus (Uranian)
 Neptune (Neptunian)
 Pluto (Plutonian)
 A MAJESTIC
 LIGHTNING
 Aries
 A TENDER
 Taurus
 FOREST
 A FATAL
 Gemini
 NORTHERN LIGHT
 A FASCINATING
 Cancer
 SEA
 HEAT
 A POWERFUL
 Leo
 A CHAOTIC
 Virgo
 FOG
 ΑΝ ANCIΕNT
 Libra
 RAINBOW
 AN IRREPRESSIBLE
 Scorpio
 TSUNAMI
 A WAVERING
 Sagittarius
 WILDFIRE
 A MYSTICAL
 Сapricorn
 VOLCANO
 Aquarius
 STORM
 MARSH
 Pisces
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