I am
...going to be ok. One way or another, I will be ok.
...right?
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

@theartofmadeline
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

roma★
Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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Product Placement
ojovivo
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.

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@elegantconvergence
I am
...going to be ok. One way or another, I will be ok.
...right?
Alone
I think I am just meant to be alone. I am learning to be ok with that... either because I have terrible taste in men, because I always want to believe the best in them (which is something I always despised about the women in my family) or because my standards are too high. (I dont like liars/cheaters/porn addicted natcissists) ... either way, I'm sure I'll be getting a cat soon. That's how it starts. One cat...
No I do NOT miss
Guys obsessed with porn, then are dishonest about it, guys who go behind your back on dating sites, guys who lust after other women, guys who are generally dishonest.
Got my nails done today. What do you think?
You're either a chicken shit or you evolve. Lol
...the girl survived. ;)
DEAR "MEN":
If your integrity is "situational," then you have none. And you are no "man."
This. :)
If I ever try to set fire to that match again, it will be to light a nice, warm, beautiful candle where that flame can burn more steady and strong. Period. No more sulphur. :)
Oh I'm not. :)
*wild snickers*
Eh, sometimes I do, for fun. ;)
They make you doubt your memory. They make you think that maybe you were wrong. Maybe it was your fault. Maybe you remembered it wrong. They won’t let you believe your own memory, because it makes them look bad. The facts make them look bad. So they have to to make you forget them.
but the facts stay the facts, and your memory is more real than their denial of it. (via furiousgoldfish)
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