If You Don’t Love Yourself You Will Always Be Chasing After People Who Don’t Love You Either.

Every beginning has an end.

Sometimes that ending is bittersweet 

Because it was not what you wanted

But how it needed to be.

© Abdullah 2025

Not every person you meet will understand your value, so never try to convince someone of your worth. It will never end well you will spend your precious energy trying to change the opinion of another person which is most often impossible.

Spend time with people who respect, value, and care for you and your life unconditionally.

If they don't see the value of having you, don't try to convince them.

#Abdullah

Self-Respect is All That Matters.

"The world is asleep and we don't get enough of each other."

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Sometimes you've got to run away to see who will run after you.

Sometimes you've got to talk quieter to see who's really listening.

Sometimes you've got to step up to fight only to see who's standing by your side.

Sometimes you've got to make the wrong decision only to see who's there to help you fix it.

Sometimes you've got to let go of the one you love, just to see if they love you enough to come back to you.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook

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A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

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My Goodness!!!

He loved her for her my mind. The straight lines of correct connections, and even the scribbles going every which way. The over-thinking mind, the over analyzing mind, the smart mind, and the chaos within.

He loved her for her heart. The deeply feeling, super in touch with her emotions, very empathetic, and capable of deep soulful passionate love. Even with the beautifully colored stained glass shattered pieces within, and the black hole that can't ever be mended from the brokeness she feels. He loved it all.

He loved her for her body. Sensual, porcelain, silky soft, beautiful, and innocent. With a dark that he only gets to see, adore, devour, and chain for his using.

He loved her for her smile. For when she asked what he misses most, He always answered 'You're Smile'.

He loved her for her eyes and the way she looked at him with love, trust, devotion, desire, seduction, and teasing. A look that would make him sit back when she turned her head to the side to look at him longingly.

He loved her for her cute jokes, and bubbly, happy, kind, personality that was infectious.

He loved her for her bad days. The days when she spiraled down, felt numb, was quiet, with no enthusiasm, slept for hours, and stared off into space. Maybe that's when he loved her the most. When she was at her most vulnerable point, broken, a complete mess, just crying, and not herself. That's when he loved her harder. Even the strong fall.

But if she asked him when he loved her immensely with the outpouring of his soul, She would have to say...when she's standing infront of him wearing just her black lace panties, her arms tied bound above her, trust given to him 100%, with a whip in his hand as he's admiring his handiwork, and licking her tears...telling her how beautiful she is, and that she's the love of his life.

That's when.

-Abdullah

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

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