Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
her prim and proper life.
Is my attraction to unattainable women online an escape from facing love in real life?
...I beg you... put your hands where your words have been...
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
matter to someone who means so much.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
you have to get stronger...
section to be found there, stereotypically...
that heartsong chants can make you get so. very. high!
(Absolutely no other substance needed, other than listening to the guitar and the amazing vocalist).
stirring up memories of longings laid to rest...
disarray arranged and flayed
Destiny on paper faces
than what I am at this moment.
into my selfhood and authenticity. ... Thanks, dad...
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
but eventually they come back, bite you in your righteous ***.
or fear, say No to anxiety gremlins.
Flow, trust that circumstances arise for your good, acknowledge & say Yes to your intuition.
and my sister threw cocktail sauce all over me.
cancer. Haogwarts was his hallucination.
(Before any Hp fans throw tomatoes and stones at me. I am a die hard harry fan too. This story was put on demand. I hope you like it terabytee)
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Please allow me to keep on reintroduce myself...
before she realized it was gone.
.. So bare your soul... I promise only to love.
It becomes a problem when it disappears and flies...
that he's gone. Hope this is my new normal.
I'm vulnerable and exposed. Why do you leave me hanging?
Now I act on it to taste your eruption.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Through the thorns her beauty lies. The soft red petals adorn her face, sparkling rubies.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
that was consuming her from within.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
and enjoy the brilliance of the stars.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
Children's Home of Lubbock.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
She cried. They threw his toys out. They ripped out his wallpaper.
and disappoint me and yet somehow it always does
for a flirty conversation... sigh...
were never logical, yet absolutely motivating.