why isnt it normal to be single , why dont we talk about being on our own , i want to tell each one of you that you are enough , you are what you want you are not incomplete at all , you just think you want something more , lets change the definition of love, and term it as continuous growth we grow we nurture we love and we care , and just be okayy with being single and absolutely fabulous all by ourself .
It was 8:45 after my bathe I dried my *** and put my favorite moisturizer Looking at my reflection I’m feeling **** So I put red lipstick on and decided to wear my see-through lingerie
I went to distract my husband playing virtual game, PUBG specifically He drew attention to me — his hand is caressing my face, you’re gorgeous he said He then pressed his lips against mine and started talking... Talking back to his playmates about what strategy are they going to use So I went to bed to write this lol
It’s the funny reality of being married. It was his last game for the night so I decided to eat chocolate while waiting. Haha just love!
This generation is toxic it is filled with the poison of hate we hate on others to make ourselves feel better We are scared of change just because we know noting about it all we know it the poisonous touch of hate we can change we just choose not to because we are cowards We say that we don't mean the mean things we say but in all reality we do No one cares anymore all we want is to be liked It doesn't matter what it takes we just want the attention we crave the taste of those delicious words "Hot" "****" "Popular" but not "smart" "beautiful" or "kind" We need to learn to care a little more and to care about the opinion of others a little less no one needs the validation of another being If you are happy then you don't need to change a thing. maybe one day our generation will love a little more and hate a little less.
Those who adhere to the sturborness Of those little hurtful words Will be blinded by their ignorance And by hatered of their cause Those who scream hallalugieh as the tears escape their eyes like the water flowing down their cheeks is the evidence of life they’ve proven guilty of those deeds and now they wash away how dare those few who look and laugh then come and expect to play They cannot play their games with us Then play our games with them How dare they insult the broken pride And live without it again. Call me a thread about to break But I know I am unlike it see I am not what you call An oppertunity I am not as fragile as the glass that smashes on the floor. I am not as fragile as the waves that crash upon the shore. I am not as breakable as you who cries when I ignore. I am not mine nor yours nor his nor hers. I am simply on the floor. But that’s not the thing that you should be scared of. Its when I rise from fall. I will scream and shout and laugh and cry. From my lungs fury high. And some fury more. The passion dance will ignite and explode upon the core. I will not be below your feet. I am not inferior. I am whoever, watever, whenever. So let me steer my own course.
I yearn for it to control my heart I thirst for it like I do water It's the one thing I can't seem to find If I do I'll pour it out like a shower And free us all from this monster.
My mind is an instigator It always remembers what they did to me And I wonder how many of us are actually prisoners To the brain's manipulative power and ability To forget that love conquers all.
I pray forgiveness invades my heart like a settler And makes resentment forget it ever owned me. I pray for hate to be purged out of my system Because all I want to be is a true witness To beauty and love in the form of human beings
So hateful but so loved So underserving yet so forgiven.
Replace rain with forgiveness So I can grow my garden of love In gorgeous hues only you can create White, black, brown and yellow. I want to love them all.
I yearn for forgiveness to control my heart I thirst for forgiveness like I do water.
I don't want to be bitter. So many times our anger and vulnerability is used to exploit us. Wouldn't we be better off if we just focused on love?
As I sit here and do nothing but wonder, how could I let it get this far... I wish I could've just told him how I felt about him still.. maybe im not in love with him, maybe im just in love with the feeling... What if he still loves me...? Do I really want to risk saying I need him back wall he's dating her? Could I ever say I didn't mean any of it and that I hate him? No, I could never hate him... I could never hate you, Brown Eyes.
Stretch marks are the body’s equivalent of the face’s laughter lines.
I just really wish that we could see the body for all its beauty rather than hating it. I truly hope that more comparisons like this can be made to make people feel good about themselves instead of trying to tear their confidence to shreds.
I hate you but i can’t say that because I hate the word hate It sounds destructive in its own way And that’s why i can’t say that It’s too mean Too loud Screaming so many sounds and for a girl that doesn’t want to be seen it’s cataclysmic and obscene I find it more creative to think of other things to speak For I am so meek but when it comes it you Maybe that’s where that word should be even when *it goes against all I’ve ever believed
There are multiple people I could tell this too and no one would care