My siblings weren't helpful all they did was act normal about it, but man I was scareddddd It felt like Doctor Strange was fucking up my mirror dimensions and I am not that good with physics apparently.

I HAVE BEEN FALLING FOR 30 MINUTES.

I swear last night after it happened all I was thinking aboutwas Doctor Strange or the time loop prison. There was this comic book called Dr. Strange The Oath and I think he was in a fight and his body lying still while his spirit walks around. Sometimes he’s attacked while he’s out, and his physical body just lies there, helpless, totally vulnerable.

Or the Eddie Brock or broc ( venom) I don't actually remember the title of the book but there is this first part
When Edie first bonds with the symbiote there are moments where he wakes up unsure whether he’s in control. The symbiote moves his body without permission whispers to him, and sometimes he wakes up mid action. Which is still the same as sleep paralysis

Okay now that the nerdy version of me is out, let's welcome the habasha version

Yemen abash comics nw higi Tsebel tetmeki setan nw.
Tseli bedenb.


Bye Good night babes.😭
May god protect me.

We love Hafsa.

Smh.

I never knew K-dramas were this amazing. Forgive me, peeps I still think they are overly delusional.
Like why do you meannnn he blamed someone and it was himselfffff damn
My man my man my man.
Seeeee I have feelings am not dead inside. I get excited over this things.

I just watched When Life Gives You Tangerines.

I regret to say this, but even she knows that I am the friend who suggests series or movies. I never watch what people recommend I just discover it myself or based on a snippet video or the name
However I am starting to trust her taste, and it hasn't disappointed me.
Yet.

Guyssss a MAN wrote it
Weynee.

He’s the embodiment of love and what love would be if it embodied itself. He is a literal sunshine in skin and soul. He didn’t speak fancily, he didn’t know what nostalgia meant but he made sure his actions were poetic enough, always rhyming with the thoughts she never dared to voice aloud. He saw right through her and he didn’t judge. He understood her, inside and out. She was his dream and he handsomely paid every penny that came with the price of keeping her. He made sure not a day went by where she regretted what she had left behind, what she could have been or everything she could have not. He was soft spoken, humble, helpless, powerless, wide open and vulnerable around her. He cried, he yearned, ached, cared, starved, and thirsted....for her, of her, about her. He stood by her, stood up for her and showed up even at times when she didn’t show him she needed it.
He went against his family, what he could have become and everything he would have had and still chose her every single time. His status did not define the sunshine of a person he was but his values did.
HE LOVED HER. HE LOVED HER. HE LOVED HER. And it's real.

Guys, I love love

I need a hobby. I feel like I'm becoming too normal and I'm not obsessed with anything anymore. Eww

Not a hobby I want it to be a serious thing but I wanted to learn sign language since I was a kid.

Can you tell me here if you know any places that teach?

Honestly, I love when men think I am dead inside. That's the biggest compliment I can get from you babes.💋