I'm Thankful
There seems to be a number of people on Opuss that seem to think that all people are doing is complaining, or speaking of misery, so I wanted to remind everyone of the reasons to smile - the reasons...
Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #personal-reflection Clear filter
There seems to be a number of people on Opuss that seem to think that all people are doing is complaining, or speaking of misery, so I wanted to remind everyone of the reasons to smile - the reasons...
My greatest despair in my life is the mere fact no one has ever understood me, and I believe no one ever will... unfortunately.
That one night I spent At the bottom of those stairs Made me realise That the little things are all that we have.
Hello fuzzy friend It has come To my attention of late That you are always there When I'm not feeling so great And when I come home Or when I need a hug You help me through The colder days and...
To my followers. Just like branches in a tree are intertwined, so have become our lives. The snipers of your lives that you great people have shared are like fallen leaves.
So I've just realised that I've only been on Opuss for less than a week and so much has happened.
I find them racist and mean to us blondes, but oh well they're funny... I don't go critical about them, but just saying, it's not so nice sometimes... I mean what about brunettes. And the rest of...
I love my phone, I check it at random and according to "stats", 78% of the UK population reach for their phone when they first awake in the morning.
Вот ) подумал о том что бы написать третие безответное письмо. Сегодня в Ташкенте первый снег и поэтому опять настроение епистолярное. Надеюсь тебя еще не успели достать мои мелкие опусы.
Добрый вечер, Ань) Если бы мне была нужна толпа фанатов, я бы изначально выглядел по другому. Это достаточно легко ( по сравнению с другими вещами) достижимо.
Доброй ночи , Ань. Судя по тому что ты добралась до этой почты, да и по общему тону письма.
Пользуясь новогодней паузой решил написать письмо. Как то это странно, вроде бы праздники только у вас, а тишина и спокойствие практически везде.
Сел с тем что бы написать письмо.
Вот я сижу в самолете, по пути домой, самое время собрать мысли в клубок и попробовать написать тебе письмо.
I would like to share an experience with you, which has to do with drinking and driving. As you may be aware, some of us have had brushes with the authorities over the years.
Nearly at 200 followers. Honestly, I didn't think I'd even get over 20. If I could thank you all individually I would, but this will have to suffice.
I was asked last night where I get my inspiration from. As an ordinary 20 something year old..
Nothing beats the feeling of holding a book full of your own work, freshly finished. Be it a sketchbook, a notebook, a diary, a manuscript or even a workbook.
So from my Bio you can see that I love words.
I had a scare yesterday, opuss signed me out and I forgot my password, also my email account was blocked. For about half an hour I really was scared that I couldn't get back on.
If you have food in your fridge, clothes on your back, a roof over your head and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of the world.
This is dedicated to Mrs Carolyn Wright, who died suddenly on the morning of April 4th 2012, and her family. Her husband Ian, daughters Alyson & Hannah, and her sons Peter & David.
I have recently been talking to a new friend of mine about the game of poker. It made me think about why the game interest me so much, why I adore it.
"If I take one more step this will be the farthest away from home I'll have ever been".