the first time i confessed here was 2014 and it was all about my first love. now i'm here confessing that i'm still inlove with my first love...
I am restraining myself to delete everything we have shared together...but even these bits of memories are hurting me. When I think of you, I can only remember how much you have hurt me...when I think of you, I always cry... so I'm burning our bridge, knowing that I will never get an explanation from you..that I can never heal the scars you gave me...that I am nothing to you...because I was stupid enough to believe you.
I could really enjoy some Good sex so fucking bad errrf
There is just so much that I can never ever tell him. He's happy now, with her, I missed my chance... At least he doesn't know, because if he knew the way that I felt about him, he would run from me...
My dad and brother are both playboys. That’s why I don’t believe in love.
Crying on my boyfriend because he tried to give me a handjob and it reminded me too much of the woman who molested me for almost a year when I was 13. I hate myself so fucking much. I hate HER so fucking much. I blame her for my homosexuality. For my anxiety. For my depression. For everything that's wrong with me. She shouldn't have molested me. How could she do that to me? And why am I allowing it to affect my relationship with my boyfriend?
crystal castles is the best ever
I've been in the nudist lifestyle for over 15 years. I truly believe people would be genuinely nicer to each other if we all interacted naked.
You know what mommy I forgive you I'm done resenting you...
I'm excited for my baby to be here. His due date is the 17th but since he's being stubborn I'm guessing he's going to wait till my inducing which is the 23rd. Was hoping he was going to be here before my birthday which happens to be the 19th but we'll see how it goes. 😄💙