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Till 💤 Christoph 📖
D’aww Cutie is all knocked out and asleep. Like me after finals.
Playing the Witcher 3
This is exactly how I felt just watching the let’s plays to see if this was a series I could get into....I decided that it was based on this moment.
This is becoming a daily trend. #dachshund Are nothing but sass. #wiggle
My dog is a little sass master when I am not home.
i would like to thank not only god, but also jesus for the texture mods and fanservice in this fucking game…wet geralt
Homg yes please....this is reason enough for me to play. :B I am getting this super strange attraction to Geralt, so uhm...ya there will be spam
Fuck you Zant. Draw yourself. I'm going to bed. Zelda race meme, so not really Zant but Zant. Bad idea was bad.
Mein herz Schmerzt. Soviel. Ich habe angst. Ich will nicht darüber sprechen. Aber ich fühle mich wie ich werde verrückt. Ich bin verwirrt. Alles fühlt sich flüchtig. Ich glaube nicht dass es zu ende. Ich habe angst. So dass ich nicht in englisch zu schreiben. Ich habe nicht in 5 tagen gegessen. Mein bauch schmerts zu sehr. Ich habe gekotzt. Meine Geschwüre machen es unmöglich zu essen. Ich will essen aber ich kann nicht. Ich will schlafen. Aber ich kann nicht. Ich bin immer zu weinen. Ich möchte alles in ordnung zu sein. Mehr als alles andere. Ich will mit ihm zu sein.
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I am looking for someone to edit my story for me.
I am really looking for someone who is able to edit with top notch quality and who will provide me feedback not only about my mistakes with writing but how the story is progressing as well. If anyone is interested, please send me a message and I will give you more details about the project so that you know what you're getting yourself into.
Just a Rant Here. Move along
Let's start here:
I haven't worn anything my parents have bought me since I was 14 :/ and I have been buying my own clothes since I was 12. I just turned 25 as of today.
At the risk of sounding like a spoiled brat, I really wish my parents wouldn't buy me clothes for my birthday or Christmas...I never like them and never wear them and always end up selling them or giving them away.
I appreciate that they took the time to get me something, but at the same time it hurts because it always shows how little they actually know me. I actually loath the dress and earrings they bought for me. I would never, ever, wear that type of dress because to me it is hideous (I despise lace and that's all it really is) and the earrings are so gaudy I just can't even look at them without disgust. And I've told my parents before, I hate lace, and I hate super gaudy girly jewelry. And every year that's what I get.
I feel spoiled saying this and I feel awful for it too, but at the same time would it kill them to listen to me?
I always end up crying on my birthday because it always shows just how little my parents really listen to me or even know me.
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Homg yes
Wow he looks so much like Ezio its like its not a costume
Homg, he's so fiiine
You, and many like you have told me throughout my life, "I hate you." But I've come to discover the nature of all living things. After all, I've had plenty of time to contemplate it. You hide behind hate, but that is not what you feel when you see me. You feel fear. You fear the unknown... and I am just that. Neither mortal nor immortal. Not human, not unworldly. Thanks to you, I am now neither living or dead. I seem to be stuck in this...this between that I cannot escape. This between I am in cannot be understood by anyone. Not humans, nor any other whimsical beings...I don't understand it myself. The only thing that I had in common, with all things on this plane of existence, was my life. It was different from all of your own, but I had one...I had a time span...a birth. The only thing that made me feel like there was a chance you would all someday come to understand me, was stolen from me. And by you no less...One who had stated they trusted me wholeheartedly, sent the beast to kill me while I fought your war for you. So how does it feel? How does it feel knowing, that you cannot get rid of that which you fear most? That this fear, knows of your betrayal? How does it feel to know, that someone cared enough about me, to die so that I might keep living. Remember this scar well. This is where my heart had dwelled. The heart that beats here is no longer my own...It now carries the hatred of two who had faced this between together. Hate is my emotion. Fear is your own. And from now on, it will be this way.
---Just some drabble from my book that I am working on...
Much later on in the story, but its a pretty key point. Possible re-edit over and over again.
Kink survey: bold your kinks, cross out turn offs
Hands. Fingers. Bones sticking out. Eye contact. Hair. Being loud. Being quiet. Wings. Glasses. Lingerie. Horns. Body modification. Piercings. Tattoos. Stilettos. Bloodplay. Stubble. Biting. Anal play. Double penetration. Knifeplay. Urine. Scratching. Feet. Leaving clothes on. Boots. Vomit. Licking. Begging. Cuddling. Crossdressing. Bruises. Make up. Pubic hair. Foreign languages. Feminization. Scars. Leather. Accents. Braces. Roleplay. Daddy/master/etc. Slapping/spanking. Tentacles. Non-human species (merfolk, centaurs, etc). Defecation. Pegging. Sex toys. Fingering. Tying up. Prolonged waiting. Car sex. Intelligence. Being in public. A specific eye color. Watching. Crying. Hipbones.
I feel like this says too much about me...Pffth w/e
Ich habe nie meine Gefüle auszudrücken. Denn es macht die Menschen verrückt. Sie verstehen nicht. Sie denken, ich bin verrückt. Ich bin es nicht. Ich fühle mich einfach kaputt.
I feel so utterly alone.
when people dont like lord of the rings because the movies are ‘long’
when people dont like lord of the rings because it has ‘too much fighting’
when people dont like lord of the rings
'It was so boring I fell asleep”
"Why didn’t the eagles fly them to the mountain?"
"Is that dumbledore?"
I can't do anything right. I can only make people mad, I can't seem to make people happy. When I do things to help, it usually backfires and hurts me one way or another, and expressing that makes those I helped angry. So I just keep doing it. Or people tell me to worry about myself for a bit, but when I do, I'm immediately selfish and think of no one and people are angry. If I could just disappear in a ball of smoke and never come back, that would be great. Because I'm tired of dealing with all my failures and making people around me angry. I don't know how to fix things, and I feel helpless. There's very few people who are there for me 100% of the time, and I've seemed to have made them angry too. I just want to disappear, so that things can be alright for people. Happiness hasn't ever seemed to be an option for me, so why bother? Everything good in my life has cost me much, and sometimes I still don't know if it was worth in. I'm tired of pretending I'm Okay. I'm not, and there aren't many times, especially recently, where I have been. I don't know what to do? I don't know what makes people happy, because I certainly don't bring happiness to them. I suppose a person who usually feels down about themselves drags others down with them. I don't want to die, but I don't want to be here anymore either. If I could literally just disappear that'd be great.
Another rant of emo shot that I can't post elsewhere
Stayed up until 5 in the morning, even though I knew I had work, because I wanted to see someone who didn't bother telling me they weren't coming over until 5 in the morning. Stayed up for nothing, and the fact that I stayed up for them probably never even entered their mind. Excuse me while I cry my butt hurt self to sleep.