Anna Rose ย  (Anna Rose)
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Joined 27 January 2019


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Joined 27 January 2019
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Is moving on necessary?

How can anyone move on from the people they loved like their own life? Like evey starcrossed lovers promised? Why moving on has become a trend? Why people call them stupid when they can't move on?

You'e selfish, you never understood love, you never gave your all, you never embedded their essence onto your soul, you never wanted to be merged with their breath-you never thought you'd spend a lifetime with themโ€”that's why you are able to move on. You never have given your all to feel the depth of love. You just tookโ€”you only took and never gave. That's why moving on is easy for you.

Because in true love, there's no moving onโ€” whether in life or in death, whether in unification or in separation.

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6 JUL AT 10:48

My mother has always said a girl is a girl's enemy.

And that's the truth. History says the same.

All these words Feminism Women power are fake because we need men to support us and love us when we can't even love each other or look at each other's eyes like yeah girl you're the best. But no. The moment we see another girl who's living a better life we start hating them. That's inherent. That's practically embedded in our blood. A man will fight another man to death and the next moment he'll be like Sorry bro my bad and they'll hug it out or smoke together like best friends. But we women... We hold grudges for centuries. Centuries!!! Why ๐Ÿ˜ just why?!

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25 JUN AT 10:19

The real and true love we can give to our future generation (children),

is to not create unnecessary generation and let them wonder what's the point of life and why should they live in a world like this.

I mean will you like it? If your child asks you why were they born and did you ask their permission? Why should they worry themselves to death about the future they didn't even want?

Now they're suffering. See?

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21 JUN AT 18:03

I'm such a boyfriend material.

I never ask about your past unless you're willing to tell me that on your own.
I never get jealous. I give personal space. I'm not clingy. I love giving surprise. I can read mind. I plan everything. It's like I'm the man. Oh I'm such a boyfriend material.
The only problem is... I'm not a boy.

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29 MAY AT 13:23

I read smut with a straight cold serious face like I'm reading some murder case on a newspaper.

And I blush crazily rolling like a ball when I read pure stainless romance where the main character just brushes a stray hair out of their lover's face and smiles.

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25 MAR AT 19:13

We girls be calling any names of it except the original name of it.

Heavenly Pillar
Silver Sword
Little monster
Steel rod
Little member... ๐Ÿ’€

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15 MAR AT 16:49

It is so warm
The March winds flow through my skin
Your eyes, the golden core of sunflower disk
I see my love unfazed, unmarred

Will I still love you if you don't love me?
Will I still want you if you don't want me?
Will I still stand high as mountains untarnished?
Will I still sing your name if the world is against it?

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12 MAR AT 9:22

If God created Paradise
He made Inferno too

If he made lamb
He made tiger too

He gave light but showered darkness too.

I'm that darkness.

I'm his anger. His unbreakable wrath. His bad tempered creation forged in utter fury.

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1 MAR AT 20:25

Women in love do everything. They wait because men are never on time. They give love more than they receive. They plan their birthday and give gifts. They surprise him buying his favourite thing. They shop for their clothes while shopping for herself. They cook and they even want to feed their men. They like babying their men.

What do men do??? Nothing. Absolutely nothing compared to her contribution.

I hate women.

And you know why? Because I hate myself. I hate feeling pity for other women and things they go through. And I end up thinking wish we were born as man.

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28 FEB AT 11:34

In every story I've written
I'm present in all and absent at the same time.

I'm everywhere and nowhere. Looking for me is like looking for breeze.

I'm there as long as you remember me. I'm as far as your eyes go. And as near as your breaths flow.

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