EJ @eejaykins

instagram.com/elisajasmin Joined September 2015

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rageful @ragehrt

4 months ago

Everyone thinks I’m an adult, but inside I’m like this

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Classic arts & Wallpapers 🥷 @Classisco123

4 months ago

This is the ultimate goal. 🤍

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❀ @calmvisualss

4 months ago

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Cosmic Insights 🌻 @Awakenthyself33

7 months ago

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ @babooshke

7 months ago

Guys my boyfriend put his credit card in a magic wand and took me on a shopping spree for my birthday 😭

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Chris Katelaris - Big Chocky @big_chocky

7 months ago

When the government tells you: “We’re in the same boat”

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Psyche Wizard @PsycheWizard

7 months ago

the older i get the more i realise happiness is quiet mornings, a clean space, early nights, a safe home and people who don’t drain my energy.

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Isyraf Zulkifli 𝕏 @theiceraf

8 months ago

Mak : Tutup TV tu bagi dia rehat. Dah 5 jam kau tengok TV. Peti ais sejak 2004:

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✶ @lovelystargrl

7 months ago

🤍💌🦢

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People need to stop looking down on them since they haul trash to make a living. They actually making huge favor to the environment by keeping them clean and helping you to get rid of your trash everyday or else you need to go to the dump yourself. They deserve better pay.

Berita Harian @bharianmy

8 months ago

'Mereka yang tak pandai buang sampah di tempat disediakan, lebih hina dari saya' Berita penuh: bharian.com.my/berita/nasiona…

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Kia 🩷 @xevekiah

8 months ago

One night I asked my mom how she knew my dad was “the one.” She didn’t say butterflies. She didn’t say grand gestures. She said, “There was a year I wasn’t okay.” She told me after I was born, she felt overwhelmed all the time. She stopped talking as much. Stopped laughing as loudly. She said she felt guilty for not being her usual self. And my dad didn’t demand the “old her” back. He just started doing small things. He would wake up earlier to pack her lunch. He’d fold the laundry without announcing it. He’d sit beside her on the couch and just hold her hand without asking a single question. She said one night she finally cried and told him she felt like she was failing at everything. He didn’t interrupt. Didn’t give a motivational speech. Didn’t say “but you have so much to be grateful for.” He just listened. And the next week? He didn’t treat her like she was fragile. Didn’t bring it up during arguments. Didn’t use it as proof that she was “too emotional.” He loved her the same. Calm. Steady. Normal. My mom looked at me and said, “That’s when I knew. Love isn’t the loud days. It’s who stays gentle on the quiet ones.” And suddenly their 20+ years together made sense. Real love doesn’t panic when you’re not at your best. It adjusts. It waits. It stays.