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You’re not just a spectator; you’re the main act. Time to make that microphone your best friend. Grab it and start owning every damn word.
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🔊 Shout it from the rooftops! If your voice isn’t blasting through that crowd, are you even speaking? 🎤 Picture this: you strut into a room wearing this tee, confidence pouring out of you like soda from a shaken can. Heads turn, eyes widen, and suddenly—everyone’s leaning in.
Don’t just blend in; demand attention and make ‘em listen. Throw on this shirt and let the world know you won’t be silenced. Speak your truth loud and proud.
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No la dejaba ser, viste. No hay peor cosa que el prohibir a alguien que exprese lo que se le canta el orto!!!!!
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fucktose intolerant: partial or total inability to tolerate bullshit.
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Little things
Una cosita de tu vida,
una cosita de mi vida,
una cosita de nuestras vidas,
una cosita que se acaba.
A little piece of your life,
a little piece of mine,
a little piece of our lives,
a little piece that ends in time.
8.11.25
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I think that it’s time for me to start a written blog again. Had one for years. Don’t have one anymore but I think I have a need to start again.
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Love letter for M
There was a time before you and the after.
The space between time and time
a blur of emotional responses
completely out of my sane control.
M you were the one that was meant to be
like indelible ink on a page of
a love story that never ends
But now lives its own journey on and on.
Two hearts that collided, bleeding as they said goodbye.
M it wouldn’t do us justice to never have loved.
To not have all the pain forever
but I still wouldn’t trade those seven years to have nothing at all.
So many years you still dominate my mind, my heart, my sadness and joy.
Some days, M thoughts pop into my mind, reminders, memories, places.
Some days I frantically search the internet like a lost soul looking for updates of your life
Stalker vibes hidden away behind a screen
M when I made a decision for a clean break
my heart broke even more than before.
Shattered into pieces in a strange land
far away where no one could see.
There’s been loves after you M.
There’s been joy.
Flickers of hope and possibilities.
But my dear M, they have never been the same.
You remain and you always will,
and it’s ok, I guess M, because it meant it was
Real
True
Love
And I’ll be forever beholden with those seven years with you,
that meant I haven’t lost the experience of being loved and to love immensely
Thank you M.
Forevermore.
1.11.25
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Be Not Afraid
MIRACLE MOMENT®
“Fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; hate less, love more; and all good things are yours.”
~ Swedish Proverb
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A MESSAGE from Founder/Director, CYNTHIA BRIAN
We are living in a time and place that is laced with fear and anxiety.…
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I miss you, but maybe not in the way you are used to. I miss our conversations, I miss sitting there and just talking and laughing, I miss feeling that connection, I miss feeling understood and accepted for who I am.
I miss the smile that crept on my face when I saw you, how I could sit and stare at you and smile, just because I could.
I miss being around you, no I didn’t feel sparks or butterflies, truthfully, I didn’t feel anything that one normally feels, I felt calm and peace and safe. Like just for a moment the chaos stopped and the world paused and it was just us, in that moment and nothing else seemed to matter.
I miss who I could be when I was with you.