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I think this answers that question 🙂 @adambouch_ #couple #couplegoals #couplescomedy #dysfunctional #cheers #relatable #comedyreels
All the families in the Bible are dysfunctional #genesis #bible #bibkestudy #bibleverse #2samuel #david #bathsheba #uriah #lot #sodom #sodomandgomorah #jacob #joseph #dysfunctionalfamily #dysfunctional #pretending #perfectfamily #focusonthefamily #therapy #evangelical #peerpressure #evangelicalchurchproblems #progressiveclergy #progressivechristian #progressivechristianity
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These movie and show characters were flawed, chaotic, and captivating for all the wrong reasons #applecidervinegar #shows #moviestowatch #tvshows #newshow #lindseylohan #ukcomedy #alyciadebnamcarey #aisha #ingridgoeswest #characterdevelopment #ronweasleyedit #kaitlyn #rupertgrint #aubreyplaza #elizabetholsenedit #unhinged #dysfunctional #FTWD #comedyseries #movierecommendation #movierecommendations #moviereviews #episode1 #season1 #nowstreaming #greenscreen
Chapter 2:  Dogs in the  Yard   Thus far… What spell did Maya  cast on Dan Harper  at that pond? He  ended up leaving  behind a family, a career, everything…  to run with her in  the night. He was  shot at but still  cared for her in  the hospital, only  to be left flat.  For Dan,  responsible, hard- working people— like him—avoided  this chaos. After  being shot,  recovering, and  abruptly being left  behind, Dan is left  to wonder: What  spell did she cast  on him? And in his mind, the  madness began  one morning  on the way to work,  as he passed by  the pond. And now… Chapter 2: Dogs in the Yard The wind was cold  on the water, and  the air felt thick  with memories  as I walked along  the edge of the  pond. I could still  remember the days  when things were  simpler—when  I was someone I  could be proud of.  But now? Life had a way of shifting  underfoot. I had a house. A  family. A job.  All the trappings  of a life that was  supposed to mean  something. But  somewhere along  the way, I lost my grip  on it all. The image  of the man I used to  be—clean-cut, all- American—was  a ghost now.  The sharp jawline  that had once  been admired was  rough with stubble,  the blue eyes tired  and distant. The suit?  It was long gone,  replaced by a faded  jacket and worn boots. I was walking toward  the old bench, the place  where I used to come to  think. To clear my mind.  And that’s when I saw her. Maya. Sitting on the bench,  her dark curls wild,  her black leather  jacket unzipped in  defiance of the  cold. There was  something magnetic  about her, a raw  energy that didn’t  ask permission to  exist. She had a  presence. And when  she looked up  at me with those deep,  knowing eyes,  something inside me  shifted. “Throw one,” she said,  “Yeah, throw a stone.  Skip it on the pond. For the hell of it.  Remember what  like.”  Her lips curling into a  teasing grin. I paused. There was  something about  her that both  repelled and pulled  me in. But I wasn’t sure  if I could trust myself  around her. “What if I don’t want  to?” I shot back, the  words hanging in the air. She smirked,  leaning forward  as if she could  sense my hesitation. “Then you’re  missing out.” I felt the air change  around me, and  for a split second,  the weight of my life  seemed to fall away.  I was no longer the  man who’d lost  himself. For that one  moment, standing  by the pond with  Maya, I was just  someone trying to  figure out who I  could become next. End of Chapter 2. Extended Chapter  versions are in  Andrew’s Substack,  link in Bio.   Chapter 3 drops a  week from Wednesday.  #dysfunctional  #codependency  #novella #lovestinks   #lovehurts #foreveryoung #selfdelusion
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Chapter 2: Dogs in the Yard Thus far… What spell did Maya cast on Dan Harper at that pond? He ended up leaving behind a family, a career, everything… to run with her in the night. He was shot at but still cared for her in the hospital, only to be left flat. For Dan, responsible, hard- working people— like him—avoided this chaos. After being shot, recovering, and abruptly being left behind, Dan is left to wonder: What spell did she cast on him? And in his mind, the madness began one morning on the way to work, as he passed by the pond. And now… Chapter 2: Dogs in the Yard The wind was cold on the water, and the air felt thick with memories as I walked along the edge of the pond. I could still remember the days when things were simpler—when I was someone I could be proud of. But now? Life had a way of shifting underfoot. I had a house. A family. A job. All the trappings of a life that was supposed to mean something. But somewhere along the way, I lost my grip on it all. The image of the man I used to be—clean-cut, all- American—was a ghost now. The sharp jawline that had once been admired was rough with stubble, the blue eyes tired and distant. The suit? It was long gone, replaced by a faded jacket and worn boots. I was walking toward the old bench, the place where I used to come to think. To clear my mind. And that’s when I saw her. Maya. Sitting on the bench, her dark curls wild, her black leather jacket unzipped in defiance of the cold. There was something magnetic about her, a raw energy that didn’t ask permission to exist. She had a presence. And when she looked up at me with those deep, knowing eyes, something inside me shifted. “Throw one,” she said, “Yeah, throw a stone. Skip it on the pond. For the hell of it. Remember what like.” Her lips curling into a teasing grin. I paused. There was something about her that both repelled and pulled me in. But I wasn’t sure if I could trust myself around her. “What if I don’t want to?” I shot back, the words hanging in the air. She smirked, leaning forward as if she could sense my hesitation. “Then you’re missing out.” I felt the air change around me, and for a split second, the weight of my life seemed to fall away. I was no longer the man who’d lost himself. For that one moment, standing by the pond with Maya, I was just someone trying to figure out who I could become next. End of Chapter 2. Extended Chapter versions are in Andrew’s Substack, link in Bio. Chapter 3 drops a week from Wednesday. #dysfunctional #codependency #novella #lovestinks #lovehurts #foreveryoung #selfdelusion
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Not inactive just wasting away love y'all 💛#genderfluid #hethey #yellow #dysfunctional #fyp #sick #urgentcare
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The delusion that she will, just once, validate my perspective and experience remains solid. I know consciously she cannot/will not and yet sometimes, I still go there and say the thing- ya know, my truth, and whammo, she instantly enters the passive-aggressive cycle. At least I have learned not to participate in that cycle with her and I am proud of that growth. I have the most amazing mother in so many ways but being able to see me as sovereign, ever, remains unlikely, and that will always suck. #motherdaughter #motherwoundhealing #passiveaggressivemother #innerchildhealing #letthem #cen #cptsdrecovery #dysfunctional #consciousparenting #deluluforever #truegreta
Really showing your colors bud #genderfluid #hethey #yellow #dysfunctional #fyp #deny #defend #depose
Love you guys 💛 #positivity #keepgoing #mentalhealthmatters #genderfluid #hethey #yellow #dysfunctional #fyp
It's yours anyway #genderfluid #hethey #yellow #dysfunctional #fyp
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I LIVE!! that virus had me down for the count my goodness. Can't get rid of me that easily 😉😘 #genderfluid #hethey #yellow #dysfunctional #fyp #hottogo

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