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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Love Begins
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YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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Mike Driver
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@jaime-l
I just want to be held and loved. I just don’t want to feel like a outcast, or forgotten by everyone. I don’t want to feel like I’m in anyone’s way, or that I’m bothering anyone. Unfortunately, that’s all I feel. Maybe one day....
Jk, if a guy doesn’t respond to my texts I know it’s actually because I repulse him with how ugly I am. Oh, and shout out to both my niece and my dad for pointing out the fact that thanks to PCOS, I have a small beard on my chin. I’m pretty sure that’s another reason guys don’t respond to me, they don’t want to be with a woman who’s hairier than them. Chin hair, arm hair, stomach hair, all of it. It to mention the fact I’m fat, and not in a cute, curvy way. No, I’m just fat. The kinds of guys I like are nice looking, in shape, and date pretty women. I’m just going to go live in a cave so people don’t have to see my repulsiveness. And maybe someday, some guy will come along and I can settle for less than I actually want. Because I’ve learned in life that my wants aren’t something that anyone gives any care or priority to- I always get put on the end of the list. I’m always the last one picked, I’m always the one put away where I don’t have to be seen, I’m always the last one spoken to. I’m always the last one to eat, even. So no worries, I’ll be the last one to have any happiness, if I ever get any happiness at all. But most likely it’s not going to happen. It would have by now, I thought. But clearly, there’s no life plan for me, there’s nothing except go to work, be bored there, and come home and be the built in babysitter who still gets treated like a 12 year old even though I’m pushing 30.
I met Kate and Will when they visited my high school in West London. they went into different classes - came into my history class with the typical "hope you're working hard", "what football team do you support?" And they kept giggling for no reason. The room was LITERALLY SILENT and when they left- my teacher Mrs Hardman said "Quite awkward aren't they" And we couldn't stop laughing for like five minutes. Just my memory of meeting royalty haha
Lol I’ve always wondered if the giggling is as awkward in person as it looks, thanks for answering my question!
I would imagine the giggling is for the photos to look like they’re enjoying themselves
Amethyst necklace, mid 1800s.
Ughhhh it’s just still so Cinderella/Disney princessy I can’t 😍😍😍😍
me: i want love
also me: doesn’t like dating apps, doesn’t go out, doesn’t put herself out there, always falls for unavailable people, is kinda ugly anyways
it’s safe to assume that at any given moment i want to go back to bed
this is ridiculously cute
😍😍😍
The Duke and Duchess of Sussex on the way to their evening reception hosted by Prince Charles. | 29th May 2018
Feels like a Bond moment ❤️
me, since 5am looking at all the things from the royal wedding
QUEEN CHARLOTTE
The type of glow-up I’m trying to have.
(this fan is still not over the kiss or the wedding)
All these high class British people looking uncomfortable af because the chapel suddenly turned into a Deep South Church is the high point of comedy
Mother’s Day.. the day we celebrate our mothers, grandmothers, and those who have had a hand in raising us into the people we are. But today, there’s a secret pain, a pain that sometimes people talk about, but sometimes, they don’t. Those women who desire to be a mother. So many women have tried for years and years, only to be disappointed when they don’t conceive yet again. Women who have conceived, but then had to give their babies back, whether by miscarriage or stillbirth. And then there’s the women like myself, who desire to be mothers, and yet... they’ve not had the chance to even try. It didn’t used to bother me when I was younger, at 19/21/23 I could celebrate my mom and be happy I had her and that was all that mattered. But since around 27 or so, Mother’s Day has gotten that much harder. I always thought I’d be married and have a couple of kids by now, but that isn’t the case. I’m 29 now, and each year that passes without finding love and being able to become a mother kills me a little more inside. I can’t share openly with friends and family, because they’ll tell me I’m being selfish, or that I count because I’m helping raise my nephews and niece. They’ll say it’ll happen when I least expect, all in God’s time. Which is true, I guess. But when I look around and see the women that surround me with all that I want, I can’t help but to feel my heart break a little more.
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You didn’t want heaven without us So Father You brought heaven down My sin was great Your love was greater What could separate us now?
Shane & Shane // What a Beautiful Name (via hecallsmelovely)
