Is it normal to like girls with smol tiddies waaaay more, like everyone always about big tiddies and girls wear bras with foam pads and stuff, but like dang when a girl is really fit and got that athletic body and the lil mosquito bite tiddies its like i dunno its just so attractive and cute and feminine idk how to explain .
update i smoked the joint and walked alone at night and was not robbed, but it was a lil sketchy. it was good tho i got to think a lot and feel better
its already late but i think im gonna go for a little walk and smoke a joint. hope i dont get robbed or smth that would suck t----t
Its fascinating how a single event can waiver the most sturdy minds and change the course of action in an instant. There was no deep secret that I have a deep regard for you. I just kept it to myself and let be. But recently I feel the deepest need to relinquish this off my chest. I almost died this week. Lost control of my car going down a hill, fishtailed into a full 360. Naturally I wasn't wearing my seat belt and I tried vainly to avoid going over the guardrail. But I knew it was pointless to try to regain control. So I covered my face, closed my eyes and accepted the high odds of dying. But for once in my short time of driving, Jesus took the wheel and I ended up on the side of the road. I was shook pretty bad. The full realization hit a moment after. I nearly died. Gone over a hill into the depths of below with nobody knowing what happened. My brother, only knowing I was going to a birthday party, and my friend who was expecting me at her house after the party. other than that. nobody. Just gone. A lot of people think after a close avoidance of death they have a sudden new appreciation of life. Well I still don't. I feel worse. Now my car is ruined....again....for the third time. I'm financially ruined, my bills are stacked, my rent is overdue, I can't afford to fix my car. It would've been more fucking merciful to just let me end my story there. Man plans, God laughs. I digress. As I thought, I kept thinking back to you. Despite my survival, I still made the promise to fully let you know. I don't care if you don't respond in kind, I accept that. I'm here to lay bare myself so I can finally find the peace to be free. I love you. I truly do. From the first day I met you in 7th grade I had a deep regard for you. I always got giddy in my stomach when you were around and excited when your name was mentioned. I tried to contain myself, mainly because at that age I was still trying to discover myself. But it cracked and showed a bit. when we reached high school, I calmed down and developed better restraint but I still got antsy when we talked. Shy. uncharacteristically bashful. Then when we hung out a year and a half ago, and we actually kissed, my mind continued to restrain my excitement but damn my body betrayed me. After death rescheduled my inevitable appointment, and that sudden fear took over my false sense of bravado, I need to let this out. To you. Whether I want to or not. Friday is the day I have set. I don't want to lose you as a friend, though I am prepared for that outcome. Growth of the new cannot be down without first the destruction of the old. And I will finally be free from this.
my wife is wearing an orange Halloween thong 3 days before Thanksgiving tisk tisk
my friend who i was gonna go with to the tournament just was state champion, he says this year there was less ppl and no one trained as much as we did, he said i would have won medal too if i had went and im really frickin depressed bad, im a bum i never competed in anything, i have nothing to show for all the stuff i do and learn, when u have some metal ppl acknowledge u as athlete and ur not bum anymore, he's competing with blue belts btw i would compete with white belts, i roll with him and we go back and forth i want a prize so badly... i feel like why doesnt it work out always? this is 2 years on a row that something so i cant compete in time, and now for the next one i have to fly on plane which is like what if it falls ... but im so tired of being a bum, and having nothing, i have to go there and if i die its ok i guess at least i was trying i cant stand not trying anymore, i just want to be someone cool who does things and goes places, just like someone that i admire a lot
my gf might have covid. we stopped tongue kissing but I still fuck her. I just can't stay away from that little pussy. especially when she dresses up real good.
Damn it Caleb. Do you know how much I want to be there for you? How much feelings I hold in out of respect and admiration for you? You're so unique and so you. I have never met someone so unlike the rest of the population I've encountered. You don't fall in line with everybody else. You follow your way and damn anybody who disagrees. You are what I wish I was. You don't care how peculiar you seem to others. And yet you still, deep down under all that oddity, have a caring and kind heart. It may be covered with your unusual humor but you have the sweetest and softest smile. A deep compassion for your friends that, dare I say, rivals my own. Jessi felt inferior to you, and (strangely enough despite me considering her my equal.) to me. That's why she treated us the way she did. Fodder. Easily discarded when our uses were spent. In hindsight, im glad I opted out of that threesome. (Mainly because she was an overweight, hairy, unkempt train wreck that made me gag when I accidently caught her naked.) But you. You who knows the darkest parts of me, my deepest and most vile hell, and still stayed by my side when I needed a friend the most while jessi toddled off to fondle her dogs. I wish I could tell you these things in person instead of some humdrum app. I wish I could bear my soul to one final person. Shay destroyed me. Noah confused me. But you only have clarity inside me. I don't want to be with you simply because you don't feel the same way with me. And while that is a fucking miserable experience im all too familiar with, because its you I respect that and despite my track record, I won't continue a pointless advance. I just wish I could tell you this so I can be free and move on from this.
I woke up this morning. I slept the whole night, woke up a few moments because of a strange dream, but was able to go right back to sleep. I want my life to change for the better, but into what? I keep seeing ads about being better and to never be complacent, always improve. I am compelled to change, but I am content. I live on my own. I have some debt. I work a regular job. I went to a University, but don't practice my profession. I am no relationship and have no children. I will be 40 in 1 year and 4 months. I try to want something, but I don't want that much. The most I want is a relationship, but I don't see marriage and children in my future.
just got a blue belt with a darce choke. #CSO Tony Ferguson would b proud. i got a kimura today but not on the blue belt only on a white belt , kimura is Rose favourite thats why i want to be the best at it so that she will think im cool :/