Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
stirring up memories of longings laid to rest...
Children's Home of Lubbock.
It is simple ....
I am grounded!
were never logical, yet absolutely motivating.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
Literally thrown away absentmindedly. I found it. Heroism already forgotten.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
disarray arranged and flayed
Destiny on paper faces
you have to get stronger...
Through the thorns her beauty lies. The soft red petals adorn her face, sparkling rubies.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
that was consuming her from within.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
and enjoy the brilliance of the stars.
.. So bare your soul... I promise only to love.
dreams of waking in your arms.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
into my selfhood and authenticity. ... Thanks, dad...
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
matter to someone who means so much.
that he's gone. Hope this is my new normal.
like a blazing comet out of control.
Crimson fluid drips. As the world emptied beneath her fading visions.
and my sister threw cocktail sauce all over me.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
She cried. They threw his toys out. They ripped out his wallpaper.
rather consider who I will make smile today
It becomes a problem when it disappears and flies...
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
I am here, smiling, laughing, loving, caring,crying, healing,and just breathing as I go.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
before she realized it was gone.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
...I beg you... put your hands where your words have been...
than what I am at this moment.
and disappoint me and yet somehow it always does
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
can appreciate the light of day...
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
I'm vulnerable and exposed. Why do you leave me hanging?
for a flirty conversation... sigh...