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Welcome, dear listener! How are you feeling? Because I personally got a light headache while listening to this sub, it is very powerful! It is layered with 528hr love and beauty frequency, so if you feel dizzy, take a break. Benefits are listed down below and the full affirmations can be found in the pinned comment. This subliminal was heavily inspired by Eurydice (myth of Orpheus and Eurydice) and the song 'Talk' by Hozier, so if you like this mythical, ethereal, magical and bittersweet vibe, this is for you. As always, the affirmations in this subliminal are made with love for everyone — there are no references to hair color, eye color, race, or religion. This space is open, warm, and inclusive for every beautiful heart that finds it. Just a gentle reminder: I'm not promoting anything — this is simply my little piece of art, crafted with so much care and love. It makes me so happy to share it with you. If you'd like, feel free to leave a little "hello" in the comments or share how you feel after listening — your words always mean the world to me! 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏. 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕 💌 inst:https://www.instagram.com/eudaimonia.... email: eudaimonia.dahlia@gmail.com ☾ “Imagine Being Loved by Me” – Benefits ☾ My beauty is unearthly — a vision whispered in ancient myths, too divine to forget. My features are sculpted by desire and memory, delicate and dangerous, like silk over a dagger. My skin glows with the quiet power of moonlight, and my eyes speak the poetry of forgotten worlds. My voice drips like honeyed wine — low, hypnotic, intoxicating. I look like someone you’d turn around for, even in the underworld. My aura is haunting — sensual, sacred, unforgettable. I move like a secret you’ve been waiting your whole life to remember. Wherever I go, the air shifts. I am felt. I am never just seen. I am the silence after the spell is cast — the goddess and the ghost. People crave me like a secret prayer. My presence stirs something ancient in them — something that aches. My glance alone makes hearts race. I don’t speak to seduce; I exist, and they fall. My love feels forbidden, holy, and worth everything. To touch me is to dream and burn. I seduce without trying. I enchant without a word. I ruin them gently. I don’t chase — I attract like gravity, like prophecy. My confidence is quiet and cosmic, born of lifetimes. I walk like someone the stars remember. I am the turning point in others’ lives — the moment they realize what they’ve been missing. Being loved by me is a blessing, a lesson, and a legend. My life is transforming into something divine — full of rare moments, fated love, and otherworldly beauty. Everything aligns with eerie, perfect timing. I live inside a poem written by the cosmos. Each breath brings me closer to the version of myself that gods would bow to. I am a magnet for miracles, for mythic love, for once-in-a-lifetime wonder. My life is art — soft, aching, breathtaking. I am the voice that lingers when silence falls. The soft mourning in your pleasure. The flame that flickers in the cave of your devotion. My love wraps around your soul like velvet grief. To love me is to be kissed by ghosts. To be loved by me is to be remembered by the gods. I imagine you endlessly — softly, darkly, completely. I desire you like a secret I’m not supposed to hold. I would ruin myself just to feel your touch. I would love you like a forgotten god, finally remembered. Even in absence, I reach. Even in silence, I ache. My hands crave to map the myth of you. You haunt me like the echo of a first love never lived. I would follow you through shadow, through silence, through death itself. I would look back — again and again. You are my Eurydice. And I would turn for you. Imagine being loved by me. with love, eudaimonia. 𓇢𓆸 All media and music belong to their rightful owners. Copyright Disclaimer Under section 107 of the copyright Act 1976, allowance is mad for fair use for purpose such a as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statues that might otherwise be infringing. #subliminal #manifestation #subliminalaffirmations #subliminalresults