Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
Crimson fluid drips. As the world emptied beneath her fading visions.
stirring up memories of longings laid to rest...
can appreciate the light of day...
Now I act on it to taste your eruption.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
and enjoy the brilliance of the stars.
like a blazing comet out of control.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
before she realized it was gone.
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
than what I am at this moment.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
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)
Is my attraction to unattainable women online an escape from facing love in real life?
It becomes a problem when it disappears and flies...
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
after my donation, came the double amount from a spontaneous private consultation. Wow.
dreams of waking in your arms.
and disappoint me and yet somehow it always does
rather consider who I will make smile today
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
I'm vulnerable and exposed. Why do you leave me hanging?
you have to get stronger...
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
her prim and proper life.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
...I beg you... put your hands where your words have been...
section to be found there, stereotypically...
that was consuming her from within.
that he's gone. Hope this is my new normal.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
but eventually they come back, bite you in your righteous ***.
and it struck me...even your ears were beautiful.
Literally thrown away absentmindedly. I found it. Heroism already forgotten.
Children's Home of Lubbock.
or fear, say No to anxiety gremlins.
Flow, trust that circumstances arise for your good, acknowledge & say Yes to your intuition.
She cried. They threw his toys out. They ripped out his wallpaper.
and my sister threw cocktail sauce all over me.
into my selfhood and authenticity. ... Thanks, dad...
manners, we would still be living in caves.