Utopia
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Me , myself and I 🦋
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وقتی که ثابت میشه که خورشید شبیه تخمدان های یک زن هست و وقتی زن جادوی خلق کردن و آفرینش و جذب کردن همه چیز رو داره ، همه چیز از همون ابتدا مشخص بوده پس ماه میشه از جنس مذکر ، چون زن ( خورشید) هست که به همه چیز روشنایی میده و این جهان و انسان ها بدون زن وجودشون امکان پذیر نیست ، برای همینه که میگیم God is a woman .و در کل اگر همه ی عقاید و جهات مختلف رو نگاه کنی ثابت شده که ارزش زن خیلی بالاست .
We are the universe.
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This is for the ladies who are more than what they seem The ones who wake up every day, and paint their face with pretty things Just to be able to compete with unrealistic expectations The obligations of a woman, that just wants some validation We're brought up on the lie, that our women aren't sacred Just procreators that God gave us, nothin' but baby makers But it's mind over materialism, that's what they should've told us We don't even grow up, we just live to get older It's all a game, and I'm folding, this caked up face is just a mask I'm sick of the liner and lashes, this lip gloss tastes like ass Go ahead and ask me why I do it, you won't believe me anyway But women are in competition, almost every single day Impossible bodies are displayed for all to see Picture-perfect figures, but looks can deceive It's like you're buying the right to say, "Yeah, they wish they were me" While you're just chasing after something, you may never achieve Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll let you down, down Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll turn around, 'round Who's to say what's beautiful? Why can't we love ourselves? Who decides perfection? Why do we so seldom ask for help? Why are we defined by the bodies that we're born in Why does no one warn us of all the fingers they be pointing Tell me where is the love in all this self-hatred The truth is no one knows happiness, so, they try and fake it You can't tell me that I'm wrong, when I've seen in repeatedly We're all buying fake smiles, while dying inside secretly I've seen a woman recently, she was crying and in pain When I ask her what was wrong, she said, "It's never gonna change I'll never be enough, I'm so scrawny and so plain" And I looked her in her eyes, that were a beautiful sparkling green And I told her it'd be fine, fuck the ones they compare you to There's never gonna be another one, another you And that's something you hold on to, and listen when I tell you, girl While everyone will change themselves, you'll change the fucking world
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You broke me down and stole my innocence You say I'd never get out, but I did You hate that you can't control me You say that you wanna hold me You hate that I know the real you Hollow, shallow, see through You hate that I took the power It makes you feel like a coward You say that you're gonna save me, but you fucking hate me Use me up just like a drug Held me down and called it love I thought that I had so much to lose Another fight, another fuck Another never good enough You hate me 'cause I'm better without you, without you
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Call me Mikasa Ackerman, because before I even get to know my feelings and happy to show them , the world showed me that I needed to be strong and save me and my whole bloodline on my own .
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🗯 I'm intense, passionate but yet can be so cold, I break egos AND hearts , that's why I'm unforgettable.
