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Peace N‘ Lovés :

2025-08-11 14:44:53

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Pnl season has officially started

2025-08-31 02:36:00

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Bïg øg 550❤️ :

Le jour elle trompe la lune 🙏

2025-09-18 16:49:24

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🇵🇹 :

La marque de ton tel?

2025-08-12 15:41:18

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J̣̌ØĶEŘ 🎭 ♤¤ :

c’est la Lune pas uranus 😂😂😂

2025-08-08 21:14:50

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𝒎.𝒊𝒏𝒂ꨄ :

j’reprend goût à la vie

2025-08-04 03:13:57

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Ray🫀 :

2025-09-06 12:05:34

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2025-08-10 01:29:04

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☻𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓀𝑒𝒹⚉ :

WAAAYY LES FRISSONS ! 😍

2025-09-19 06:27:21

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2025-08-11 17:43:26

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endet3nte 🎲⛺️ :

2025-08-14 13:12:15

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nabi 🇲🇦🇵🇪 :

2025-08-11 23:36:25

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2025-08-10 20:14:02

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2025-08-10 22:21:31

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leadrf1 :

2025-08-11 09:56:15

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Jkiff la vibe

2025-08-22 11:50:27

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nado 🐆 :

omg what camera??

2025-08-02 20:27:50

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Peace n’loves :

2025-08-10 21:53:43

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Manon :

2025-08-12 00:46:44

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فيصل_بن_عبدالله :

2025-08-29 22:11:22

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𝐐𝐋𝐅’🌺 :

« Gratuit comme une vu sur Uranus »

2025-08-24 12:32:07

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☠︎David_1070k☠︎ :

2025-08-10 22:54:14

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Years ago, I wasn’t perfect. I’ll own that. I was younger, softer, more naïve. I let people walk all over me because I thought that’s what love looked like, sacrificing myself so others could feel comfortable. I let people treat me however they wanted because I didn’t know my worth. I confused attention for love, and I mistook manipulation for care. I let myself be used, sexualized, lied to, gaslit, and broken down piece by piece. And the worst part is, I thought that was normal. I thought that was what I deserved. I thought that if I just kept giving and forgiving, one day I’d finally be seen as “enough.” But the truth is, back then I was easy to control because I didn’t know how to stand up for myself. I didn’t know how to say “no.” I didn’t know how to set boundaries because every time I tried, I was made to feel guilty, like I was being selfish for finally putting myself first. And people like my ex; the ones who benefitted from my silence loved it that way. They loved me weak. They loved me quiet. They loved me when I didn’t know how to fight back. Fast forward to now, and I’ve changed. I learned. I grew. I found strength in my scars. I figured out that love isn’t supposed to destroy you, and relationships aren’t supposed to feel like a constant battle for respect. I learned that boundaries aren’t selfish, they’re necessary. They’re the lines that keep me safe, the lines that protect me from falling into the same traps again. And yet, somehow, because I finally respect myself, I’ve become “the disappointment.” Isn’t it crazy? When I let people use me, nobody complained. When I was silent, when I swallowed every insult, every betrayal, every manipulation, I was “easy to love.” I was the girl everyone wanted around because I didn’t make waves, I didn’t speak up, and I didn’t demand more than the bare minimum. But the second I started demanding respect, the second I said, “you can’t talk to me like that,” or “you can’t treat me like I don’t matter,” suddenly I’m “too much.” Suddenly I “changed.” Suddenly I’m a “disappointing.” But here’s the truth: I’d rather be a disappointment to people who only valued me when I was broken than be a puppet in someone else’s game again. If my ex or anyone else wants to label me as “the bad guy” just because I refuse to settle for mistreatment, then so be it. I’ll wear that title proudly. Because it means I’ve finally stopped betraying myself to make others comfortable. I know I wasn’t perfect back then, and I’m still not perfect now. But I am stronger. I am wiser. I am no longer easy to manipulate, no longer easy to silence, no longer easy to use. And if that makes me the villain in someone else’s story, then let me be the villain. At least in my own story, I’m finally the hero. So yeah years ago, I let people walk all over me. Years ago, I thought being loved meant shrinking myself down so others could stand taller. But those days are gone. And I refuse to go back. Because the truth is, the people who are calling me a disappointment now? They’re only mad because they can’t get away with the same things they used to. They can’t gaslight me, they can’t guilt-trip me, and they can’t control me. They lost the version of me that stayed quiet, and they’ll never get her back. And I’ll say this loud and clear for Alex and anyone else who needs to hear it: My boundaries are not a control or me being a disappointment. My boundaries are a sign of growth. My boundaries are proof that I love myself enough to protect my peace, my heart, and my future. So call me what you want. Say I’ve changed. Say I’m a disappointment. But deep down, I know the truth. The only people disappointed in me are the ones who can’t benefit from my pain anymore. And if losing them is the price I pay for finally respecting myself, then it’s a price I’ll pay every single time.

Years ago, I wasn’t perfect. I’ll own that. I was younger, softer, more naïve. I let people walk all over me because I thought that’s what love looked like, sacrificing myself so others could feel comfortable. I let people treat me however they wanted because I didn’t know my worth. I confused attention for love, and I mistook manipulation for care. I let myself be used, sexualized, lied to, gaslit, and broken down piece by piece. And the worst part is, I thought that was normal. I thought that was what I deserved. I thought that if I just kept giving and forgiving, one day I’d finally be seen as “enough.” But the truth is, back then I was easy to control because I didn’t know how to stand up for myself. I didn’t know how to say “no.” I didn’t know how to set boundaries because every time I tried, I was made to feel guilty, like I was being selfish for finally putting myself first. And people like my ex; the ones who benefitted from my silence loved it that way. They loved me weak. They loved me quiet. They loved me when I didn’t know how to fight back. Fast forward to now, and I’ve changed. I learned. I grew. I found strength in my scars. I figured out that love isn’t supposed to destroy you, and relationships aren’t supposed to feel like a constant battle for respect. I learned that boundaries aren’t selfish, they’re necessary. They’re the lines that keep me safe, the lines that protect me from falling into the same traps again. And yet, somehow, because I finally respect myself, I’ve become “the disappointment.” Isn’t it crazy? When I let people use me, nobody complained. When I was silent, when I swallowed every insult, every betrayal, every manipulation, I was “easy to love.” I was the girl everyone wanted around because I didn’t make waves, I didn’t speak up, and I didn’t demand more than the bare minimum. But the second I started demanding respect, the second I said, “you can’t talk to me like that,” or “you can’t treat me like I don’t matter,” suddenly I’m “too much.” Suddenly I “changed.” Suddenly I’m a “disappointing.” But here’s the truth: I’d rather be a disappointment to people who only valued me when I was broken than be a puppet in someone else’s game again. If my ex or anyone else wants to label me as “the bad guy” just because I refuse to settle for mistreatment, then so be it. I’ll wear that title proudly. Because it means I’ve finally stopped betraying myself to make others comfortable. I know I wasn’t perfect back then, and I’m still not perfect now. But I am stronger. I am wiser. I am no longer easy to manipulate, no longer easy to silence, no longer easy to use. And if that makes me the villain in someone else’s story, then let me be the villain. At least in my own story, I’m finally the hero. So yeah years ago, I let people walk all over me. Years ago, I thought being loved meant shrinking myself down so others could stand taller. But those days are gone. And I refuse to go back. Because the truth is, the people who are calling me a disappointment now? They’re only mad because they can’t get away with the same things they used to. They can’t gaslight me, they can’t guilt-trip me, and they can’t control me. They lost the version of me that stayed quiet, and they’ll never get her back. And I’ll say this loud and clear for Alex and anyone else who needs to hear it: My boundaries are not a control or me being a disappointment. My boundaries are a sign of growth. My boundaries are proof that I love myself enough to protect my peace, my heart, and my future. So call me what you want. Say I’ve changed. Say I’m a disappointment. But deep down, I know the truth. The only people disappointed in me are the ones who can’t benefit from my pain anymore. And if losing them is the price I pay for finally respecting myself, then it’s a price I’ll pay every single time.

Sibling rivalry: zoo edition 🦍🙉 The pranks, the chaos… and the air biscuits 😂 (With the assistance of AI) #Gorilla #chimpanzee #MomTok #DadTok #Zoo #parenting #funnyanimals #RelatableAF #Siblingcheck

Sibling rivalry: zoo edition 🦍🙉 The pranks, the chaos… and the air biscuits 😂 (With the assistance of AI) #Gorilla #chimpanzee #MomTok #DadTok #Zoo #parenting #funnyanimals #RelatableAF #Siblingcheck

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