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After trying to get into opuss in the past couple of days i've noticed sone great things about this app.
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After trying to get into opuss in the past couple of days i've noticed sone great things about this app.
So, today I'm home sick. I'm just not feeling well. But I decided, instead of just wasting away, why not try something a little different. I decided to figure out my average like per Opuss.
Sail. This is how I show my love. I made in my mind because. I blame it on my ADD, baby. This is how an angel dies. I blame it on my own sick pride. Blame it on my ADD, baby. Sail. Sail. Sail. Sail.
I spend way too much time in my bed, I'm practically sleeping my life away. Got things to be doing instead, But it's so warm, sod it I think I'll stay.
I guess I haven't felt like myself lately... I've been having these dreams... Many dreams... For many nights... Of you... They don't hold meaning anymore...
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Sunday and it a start to a brand new week with no mistake Other than me waking up and joining the world Sunday is the day I make a big dinner like to night pot roast and red potatoes.
I enter our bedroom what do I see. As I open his warbrobe door A couple of oxford shirts and a faded pair of chinos are gazing back at me I move across the room I see my wardrobe door barley closes.
Take a look at me. &. Tell me what you see. Do you see my forceful smile. The smile that hides so many secrets. or. Do you see the tears in my eyes. The eyes that once took into much evil.
If I'd just pressed cancel. On that first game invite. If I'd just said I'm busy. Instead of meeting that night. If I'd just refused. To be the other man. If I'd held my heart back.
A kind of 'Christmas Carol' adaptation.
I say what's on my mind. Which is not always very kind. I try to pause and think for long. But it shows and then I am asked what's wrong. I never mean to hurt anyone.
Story Everyone has a story it's whether or not you want to publish it..... Some people look at you without even reading the blurb. Where as others look at you and want to read every chapter...
Woke up this morning. Updated and fresh. But an unplanned scan. Detected a viral mess. Sitting on my bed. Tears streaming down my face. Feeling totally disconnected. Gotta get out of this place.
What do we stand for... Good or bad. Right or wrong. Angelic or evil. Do I know what I stand for. Is it for individuality. Is it for the good of mankind. Is it for myself. Do I promote self belief.
Lately I've been craving this feeling. Like I want to be touched in places that shouldn't be touched. I want to know things that nobody else is supposed to know. Flesh on flesh. Tell me your secrets.
Be thankful for life. Be thankful you have a family, be thankful you have friends, be thankful you have a school to go to. Because youve got life easy compared to some people.
Engagemang, det är ett stort och betydelsefullt ord med en oerörd inlevelse. Jag känner engagemang när jag är i ett förhållande och när jag är med min familj och med mina vänner.
I livet kan man förhålla sig på olika sett och välja att se livet på olika sätt ur sitt egna perspektiv och synsätt. Jag ser livet på ett livsglatt sätt och fyller livet med glädje och mening.
Think you know me Try again its a facade you see. Think you see something in me Something special maybe. Think you can relate to me Think again baby.
They say everything happens for a reason. Just like the changing of the season. Maybe it really just wasn't the right time. Maybe I didn't try hard enough to make it mine.
Today i smiled and all at once things didn't look so bad. Today i shared with someone else a bit of hope i had. Today i sang a song and felt my heart grow light.
Helping my family Helping my friend Being a mother Jobs no end If I can I will and would give it my all Charity, children, I'd help them all.
Bubbles bubbles in my bath. I blow on them, them make me laugh. They fly up high above my head. I lean back into my bubbly bed. Candle flickering beside the tub. To wash my self, to rub and rub.