been in and out of a perscription induced haze while i sleep off the soreness of this operation. i have to go back to work tomorrow. i really don't enjoy what i do right now, and that kinda confuses me. i've always been a good content worker bee for the most part. i think i contribute it to the liking of my home life too...
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jabee:
To be good at anything you have to enjoy it.
12 Days = surgery
so i am having major issues with trusting my current partner even though we have been together for a year with no real major upsets. i dont think i'm super used to caring about someone so much if that makes sense? i'm talking fear to the point of feeling like moving out after a year just because i don't know what i'd do if something...
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survivingophelia:
ahhhh that sounds like old ways i wish to change.
unlike other men, i love this one. intensely.
unlike other men, i love this one. intensely.
jabee:
I think it just means you are in with both feet.....looking around and seeing that the life vest is an awful long ways away makes you itchy. Roll the dice...if it works out....all the better....if it doesn't....at least you know YOU can.
christmas was fucking perfect.
theee end.
(yesigottheOCboxset.yesiamgayenoughtoadmitthatiwatchit.)
theee end.
(yesigottheOCboxset.yesiamgayenoughtoadmitthatiwatchit.)
christmas and makeup don't seem to mix very well. It's not my fault that you waited to shop until today...
hahah
so all I want for christmas are toys and MAC cosmetics.
For anyone willing to geek out with me here:
Sonnet 81
Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,
From hence your memory death...
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hahah
so all I want for christmas are toys and MAC cosmetics.
For anyone willing to geek out with me here:
Sonnet 81
Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,
From hence your memory death...
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Dear Men,
What the hell is wrong with yall ?
Love,
Me.
What the hell is wrong with yall ?
Love,
Me.
pyrogray:
The Clod and The Pebble
By: William Blake
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.
So sang a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet;
But a Pebble of the brook,
Warbled out these metres meet.
Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to Its delight:
Joys in anothers loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.
By: William Blake
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.
So sang a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet;
But a Pebble of the brook,
Warbled out these metres meet.
Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to Its delight:
Joys in anothers loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.
Who's comin over for pumpkin pie on thanksgiving?
so I went to my boob dr appt! Now all I need is 5k-
Donations please...!?
Donations please...!?
the breeze wraps my face in warmth here.
my sweat drips to the furthest length of the twisted windblown ebony in my eyes.
a rose by any other name,
would be another flower.
so my rose, it is by your name and yours alone that you should be called.
knowing (please believing) that it does not matter the blood drawn by any single prick of...
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my sweat drips to the furthest length of the twisted windblown ebony in my eyes.
a rose by any other name,
would be another flower.
so my rose, it is by your name and yours alone that you should be called.
knowing (please believing) that it does not matter the blood drawn by any single prick of...
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phrogg:
Hello, from Greenville! (?)