He’s gone. I shouldn’t be so sad anymore.
But I am.
He’s gone. I should feel relief instead of loneliness.
But I don’t.
He’s gone. I need reach out to others for support.
But I can’t.
He’s gone. I still hate myself for being so stupid.
But I’m not.
He’s gone. So, why am I still broken?
Because he never refilled my cup.
After drinking so selfishly from it…
I don’t know, can you even call them that?
Am I confused or lost? Are they the same?
Hmmmm… And there’s double meaning to it, too…
What did *you* think I meant when you read the title of my post?
I meant the crying kinda tear, but after I looked at it a second time, it could also mean the ripping kind of tear.
Maybe that explains why it hurts so much – are my eyes crying because my heart is torn?
This is a comment a friend of mine made.
It upset me more than I can explain or understand…
It was strange how I reacted so strongly to a simple, ignorant statement.
For some reason I felt the need to educate her in a gentle and friendly way.
I thought for quite a while on what I wanted to say.
My comment was very basic. I just wanted her to open her eyes a tiny bit. It wasn’t important to me that she understand the concept entirely.
It’s kind of like a pet name. Like Baby or Sweetheart or Honey.
Reminders so I don’t take him back:
- Telling me my feelings are stupid when he doesn’t understand them
- His conceit and selfishness
- He’s a loud open-mouth chewer
- It’s always a struggle for his attention and time
- Not keeping his word, aka: empty promises
- Lack of respect and appreciation
- Ignorance (circling back to #1)
If you love me, fucking show me!!!
(It’s taped at the head of my bed, so it’s there as the first and last thing every day)
Apparently, exactly 2 years ago, I posted this.
The Facebook gods of the past were kind enough to remind me…
I don’t even remember it!
Before dinner last Thursday evening, we were having a discussion on the power of positive thinking…
It’s true, there isn’t anything you want that you can’t have.
Yes there is.
There is? Tell me what you want that you can’t have.
I’m right here, aren’t I?
Look what I found at a garage sale last weekend for $25!
Best. Find. Ever.
I don’t know about that. I’m pretty fucking awesome, too!
LOL! Indeed you are…
I was right.
It was fun 😉
You kinda smell like sex
Yeah. If anyone has their face all up in your business, they’ll definitely know I’ve been there!
Well, I don’t think that’s very likely.
(My turn) Oh yeah?
Yeah. I can be a tough pill to take sometimes.
Is that so…? 😉
Thank you for today. I can still feel you inside me.
I like carrying you around with me and feeling your cum squish out of my pussy…
Yeah. I like leaving my nut in you. Next time I’m going to make you squeeze a fresh load out of your pussy and spoon feed it to you.
Mmmm… I’ll pretend it’s ice cream – the chocolate kind.