These nature lantern is very mesmerizing, will you come to me, to my sleep.
Can't wait for Thanksgiving....I'll be naked all day
I'm back and I'm naked!!!!
My partner of 12 years and I tried to introduce a third into our relationship. Recently it got to a more serious point and our third decided that he needed to take a different path separate from us. We spent our last night together crying and cuddling on the couch in front of the fire. All things considered it ended really well even though it hurts for all of us a lot. The problem is that my partner is so hurt over it that now I feel terribly alone. I feel like he's blinded by his pain to the fact that I'm still here. He thinks I'm hurting because we lost our third, but what's hurting me the most is how alone his pain is causing me to feel and, although I've tried to tell him, he just doesn't understand it. Obviously I don't want to add to his hurting by flat out telling him that he's hurting me either. I just feel lost in all of this right now.
Our hands brushed. Was it an accident? Or did he intentionally grab my hand instead of literally anywhere else on the box? It was just for a second, if even that long, but it was just enough time to make me blush, to send an electric shock straight to my heart. His hand was cold but comforting. Rough but tender. And at a time when I felt like I was drowning, him touching my hand was like him pulling me up from down below. I just wish it lasted longer.
I feel aweful for laughing. but it's mildly funny. I feel aweful it happened and that it'll cost them a lot of money. but there's some irony that's prettt funny. so my in laws have 2 pick up trucks, identical, that they care more about than their children as far as i'm concerned. trucks are meant to be used and to haul things, transport things. but not these ones. they want nothing to touch them ever. they've never hauled anything with it. never been on a bad road with it. they've taken the long way to get somewhere cuz a road had too many potholes. they park taking up 2-3 spots so no other cars touch them. if the kids do have to go in the truck they tell them to keep the door open, they'll shut it cuz they dont want them to end up "slamming it shut". one day I thought they were going to kill one of the kids when they found a scratch on the FOOT plate. you know, where you climb into the truck. the thing that ur feet go on to get into the truck. who the hell cares if there's a scratch there?! not to mention these are 2012 trucks. not 2018s. anyways after all that precaution, after being totally rediculous with how they drove the trucks and the amount they've screamed at their kids. we had a storm last night and a tree fell on both, one is totalled and the other is gonna need some serious work to it... as I said. it's aweful it happened, it's gonna cost a lot, I feel bad... but the irony is pretty funny. a scratch on the foot plate doesn't really matter now does it?
I feel like a liar as I search for diagnosis for my chronic illness. I am often in pain, have joint popping and numbness. Being very physically weak is difficult for me as I am a high school student and want to be able to help everyone but Im so tired and unstable. I near passed out all afternoon today and my friend who I normally walk with didnt care I was feeling ill and got mad for me asking to walk with her. She had a date. I was worried about passing out and getting hit by a car. I feel bad for being a burden. All i want to do is make them happy, but I need to be healthy.
I got a heartbreak when I saw my ex crush with her new gf😢😭
The lyrics "This isn't supposed to be a lonely time... but there were Christmases when you were mine..." hit me so fucking hard. My heart breaks again every time I hear them.
I haven't ridden a plane in my whole life. I am 23.