Learn to differentiate the voice of your intuitions guiding you and your traumas misleading you.
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I have a feeling today is going to be a great day. I have the power to make today incredible.
Wishing everyone a very happy and sweet guddie morning.....
Wishing everyone a very happy and sweet guddie morning.....
Some souls bring so much light that even ordinary moments feel special.
Hurting someone may seem simple, like tossing a stone into the ocean, but just as we cannot see how deep the stone will sink, we cannot measure how deeply our words or actions might wound another’s heart.
The impact often runs far deeper than we realize.
That’s why it’s important to act with kindness, not only towards others but also towards ourselves, so we don’t create hidden pain that lingers beneath the surface.
Good night 
A healthy relationship is two people saying, "I'll improve me, for us."
No matter how heavy the struggle feels, you still choose faith over fear.
Even when your heart breaks and tears fall, you remind yourself to trust
God’s plan. It reflects strength, resilience, and a soul that refuses to give up, believing that even pain has a purpose.
“Faith doesn’t erase pain, but it gives the courage to endure it.”
Good noon
மங்கை மான் விழி அம்புகள் !
என் மார் துளைத்ததென்ன!?
என் மார் துளைத்ததென்ன!?
Narumugaiyae
"You’ll Kneel When I Say So"
Don't speak...Not yet.
That breath you’re holding?It’s mine.
You looked at me like you had a choice—
darling, I don’t ask twice..I don’t beg.
I command..And you obey.
I don’t wear heels for style.
I wear them to pin your pride beneath them,
just to taste what I allow.
I sit, legs crossed like a gate you’ll never pass
unless I want you to.
You think this is seduction?No.
This is war.
And I win—with a glance, with a grin,
with the way I lean back
and make you ache without a touch.
You want to serve?Earn it.
You want to please?Prove it.
You want me?Break.
Because this body—This throne—this fire?
It only burns for those
who know how to kneel
and beg beautifully.
That breath you’re holding?It’s mine.
You looked at me like you had a choice—
darling, I don’t ask twice..I don’t beg.
I command..And you obey.
I don’t wear heels for style.
I wear them to pin your pride beneath them,
just to taste what I allow.
I sit, legs crossed like a gate you’ll never pass
unless I want you to.
You think this is seduction?No.
This is war.
And I win—with a glance, with a grin,
with the way I lean back
and make you ache without a touch.
You want to serve?Earn it.
You want to please?Prove it.
You want me?Break.
Because this body—This throne—this fire?
It only burns for those
who know how to kneel
and beg beautifully.