DK
@DK
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Shadow
Posted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Posted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?click to expand
Yes.
Posted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.click to expand
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Posted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢click to expand
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Unless you bleeding laying on the street - I am walking by…
Posted by GemiMay
Unless you bleeding laying on the street - I am walking by…
You are so pretty in your new picture 😍
Awe you Posted it ❤
Posted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!click to expand
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.click to expand
My Leo always told me that if I want a man who will slam his fist into a wall, to look elsewhere.
He never even raised his voice at me. He was always exceptionally respectful, cool and calm ❤️
Which makes it impossible to forget him!
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.click to expand
I know. Just you are
Posted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you areclick to expand
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
Uh oh 😟
* bored n beautiful has left the chat *
* bored n beautiful has left the chat *
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.click to expand
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
Posted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂click to expand
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?click to expand
OMG! You KNOW me and I don’t know you?
Where did you get THAT idea? And does the fact that I am a woman makes any sense to you?
Women love winners not whiners! What have YOU ever posted that has value? I have missed THAT one. Or were there more? 🤔
Posted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?
OMG! You KNOW me and I don’t know you?
Where did you get THAT idea? And does the fact that I am a woman makes any sense to you?
Women love winners not whiners! What have YOU ever posted that has value? I have missed THAT one. Or were there more? 🤔click to expand
I didn’t imply I know you. I just said I hope you’re never walking in my shoes so you understand, I don’t wish that for anyone regardless of being a woman or a man.
When death took everything from you that once had value to you, nothing you achieve really feels like winning anymore. Insofar you’re right and I’m stuck in the past. I guess you hit a nerve there.
I used to laugh about the things you wrote, I don’t know what happened today. I don’t have a fight with you, and if you dislike my stuff that’s fine with me.
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?
OMG! You KNOW me and I don’t know you?
Where did you get THAT idea? And does the fact that I am a woman makes any sense to you?
Women love winners not whiners! What have YOU ever posted that has value? I have missed THAT one. Or were there more? 🤔
I didn’t imply I know you. I just said I hope you’re never walking in my shoes so you understand, I don’t wish that for anyone regardless of being a woman or a man.
When death took everything from you that once had value to you, nothing you achieve really feels like winning anymore. Insofar you’re right and I’m stuck in the past. I guess you hit a nerve there.
I used to laugh about the things you wrote, I don’t know what happened today. I don’t have a fight with you, and if you dislike my stuff that’s fine with me.click to expand
If you mourning death of close people - dxp is sure strangest place FOR IT! We talking DICKS here and all sorts of crap. So bringing your wounds that are not ‘why did she dumped me? My dick isn’t THAT small…’ is STUPID and nobody MUST know you are suffering from something heavy. So I am going to leave you to yourself.
Though you WERE mentioning me sending some videos not so long ago and now you are suffering? 🤯
Posted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?
OMG! You KNOW me and I don’t know you?
Where did you get THAT idea? And does the fact that I am a woman makes any sense to you?
Women love winners not whiners! What have YOU ever posted that has value? I have missed THAT one. Or were there more? 🤔
I didn’t imply I know you. I just said I hope you’re never walking in my shoes so you understand, I don’t wish that for anyone regardless of being a woman or a man.
When death took everything from you that once had value to you, nothing you achieve really feels like winning anymore. Insofar you’re right and I’m stuck in the past. I guess you hit a nerve there.
I used to laugh about the things you wrote, I don’t know what happened today. I don’t have a fight with you, and if you dislike my stuff that’s fine with me.
If you mourning death of close people - dxp is sure strangest place FOR IT! We talking DICKS here and all sorts of crap. So bringing your wounds that are not ‘why did she dumped me? My dick isn’t THAT small…’ is STUPID and nobody MUST know you are suffering from something heavy. So I am going to leave you to yourself.
Though you WERE mentioning me sending some videos not so long ago and now you are suffering? 🤯click to expand
We used to have other good topics too, even about philosophy. And many people actually wrote good stuff in the writing section too. I always used that as an outlet and distraction. And I made friends here.
What you mention regarding videos was about something else. Sadness accompanies me always, sometimes more and sometimes less. It is worse during the anniversary.
I appreciate your post. Thanks.
Posted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?click to expand
Just ignore her g. She got some deep seeded issues and likes to project on the internet. She one weird mf and responding to he takes you to the depths that god never intended for mankind.
Posted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by DKPosted by GemiMayPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DKPosted by borednbeautifulPosted by DK
I am free from the strain
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.
Hauntingly beautiful but also depressing.
Did you write this?
Yes.
Great writing but this is oh so sad 😢
Men like to whine about pitiful shit without realizing they ARE MEN and must act MANLY!
Whew!
Not everyone is stuck in the 1920s.
I know. Just you are
If I want to know your opinion, I will ask you about it. People are different, you don’t know anything about my history and why I am who I am. What you perceive as manly to me is an unrefined Orang-Utan trying to play the violin. We do have Ukrainian ladies in Norway who actually like being there and who are nothing like you.
I don’t care what you do with your life, and what I do with mine should be none of your business.
You are in PUBLIC forum and NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY is sappy shit. Easily butthurt.
Too bad. And thanks for the story. 😂😂😂
You don’t understand anything. And I hope you will never be in a situation that you can relate to this.
Just go on celebrating allegedly victories if it helps to make your days better. I don’t see anything interesting that you ever posted. Can you actually do something productive besides trolling others?
OMG! You KNOW me and I don’t know you?
Where did you get THAT idea? And does the fact that I am a woman makes any sense to you?
Women love winners not whiners! What have YOU ever posted that has value? I have missed THAT one. Or were there more? 🤔
I didn’t imply I know you. I just said I hope you’re never walking in my shoes so you understand, I don’t wish that for anyone regardless of being a woman or a man.
When death took everything from you that once had value to you, nothing you achieve really feels like winning anymore. Insofar you’re right and I’m stuck in the past. I guess you hit a nerve there.
I used to laugh about the things you wrote, I don’t know what happened today. I don’t have a fight with you, and if you dislike my stuff that’s fine with me.
If you mourning death of close people - dxp is sure strangest place FOR IT! We talking DICKS here and all sorts of crap. So bringing your wounds that are not ‘why did she dumped me? My dick isn’t THAT small…’ is STUPID and nobody MUST know you are suffering from something heavy. So I am going to leave you to yourself.
Though you WERE mentioning me sending some videos not so long ago and now you are suffering? 🤯click to expand
It seems like you carry a lot of bitterness. I would figure you would better relate to those who have similar experiences. But you don't, you activity push away and jest about it. That's a sign of bitterness.
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This guy I have a massive crush on is skinny , tall, hairy , is a doctor and wears glasses 🤓, he also looks like he got a big cock , what’s his rising or sun sign y’all, I feel weird asking him
I was a shorty with a blocked throat chakra and for a long time, I never verbally defended myself the way I should. I never talked to my stepdad when I was a toddler, or much of anybody but my mom… I started talking to that guy when I was about 10 years-o
of literature (prose, poetry etc) reminds you of a certain sign? or maybe placement?
for example, this one reminds me of taurus men:
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. They try, so very hard, to
Is it for yourself? Or do you have aspirations of publishing?
Curious mind wants to know. :)
what did you do while visiting?
is the most memorable for you?
(and may have even shaped your present views)
that maybe every now and then you still think about it?
pls state your sun and mercury
mine was called 'master of the lake.' about this guy who was so poor that all his paren
--- its ending?
I tried to get rid of my ass. It came back. It came back cause I'm a 45 year old black woman.
So, I have to accept my ass. It's what comes with 40+ and black.
So, I wrote a poem of acceptance.
Ode to the Black Ass...
Got that black baptist church
I did not ask you to come into my life
“Here’s to us...”
Your goddamn lies!
You’re one day nectar
Your one day rye
Your one day high
The next day cry
Why did I let you into my zone?
I was totally fine with being alone
I was totally fine in my own happy
what happened to CC's topic of poetry sharing?
today is new
tomorrow's on it's way
here you are
here we are,
take some time
and bring on some shine
because the weekend's
here.
I am in a bed wrapped in sheets waiting for you coming out of the shower.
You come out and sit on my ass .
You hugging me while I am wrapped and massaging my back and I feel wanting to feel your skin on skin contact. But these sheets make me want to get
Something as simple as sitting next to you and noticing you slowly getting closer to me until your shoulder touches mine, I move closer to allow you into my space and lean in and rest my head on your shoulder.
I'm opening my heart and soul to you. 💕
I died once.
I was young ...and it was peaceful...I died in my sleep and didn't realize until I woke up.
Somewhere new and unfamiliar...
Away from everyone that I have ever known or loved left to start again.
I died once.
I was captured by a mons
Why don't we live,
When the boundaries are our own,
Why don't we live,
When the the storms are as real as our fears,
Why don't we live,
Suffocating free will due to social norm,
Why don't we live,
Treating happiness as currency, scarce and tough to
While many people run away from feelings, I love running into them. Deep into the core of my feelings, I love getting the sensation of cold feet when I see you, how my adrenaline rushes inside my body craving you, feeling my body shriver to your touch. Se
It ain't finished and it's a sketchy draft ...
its 91 pages so far ...
I kind of feel i have no talent.
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/571162
You have to download it ..so sorry about that...
So is it shit ..boring or what??
Come on, peeps.
Do share :)
Gone swimming
~
She is adjusting herself to the tides within me
My waves
Crash
Hollow out
Then settle
She centers herself, moves her gaze into the center of my soul. She outlasted the waves.
She swims closer.
Violen
What are the quotes that helps motivate you?
Of forming words from my pain
Once eager ears do not deign
To hear the wrenchings from my brain.
No questioning looks come to me
When my eyes are filled with tragedy
In fact those glances seem to flee
When struck by my solemnity.
I need no longer waste my day
Composing things that I will say
To the sympathetic ear that may
Wonder why I feel this way.
No silly vigils in the night
Clenching teeth, knuckles white
Holding sanity with all my might
Defying that which gives me fright.
And now at last I need not find
My sorrows' size and shape and kind
I can at last leave them behind
As nameless shadow in your mind.