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Sallyeā¤
Things I've learned about being poly.
There's nothing like fucking compersion. Compersion and tequila. Tequila. I Like tequila but compersion is awesome too.
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The face I make when I'm up to no good!
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Learning to trust. Willing to try.
Iāve had time to think. Work out. Calm down. And let go. I know that the compersion I feel is real. But it doesnāt heal the loneliness. Iām surrounded by such beautiful people and I know they love me. I also know that the reason why Iām constantly around them and welcome their company is to keep the pang of loneliness away. Then thereās my mood. I experience the highs and lows multiple times throughout the day. It teams havoc on my thoughts and negatively influences my actions. It makes me tired, withdrawn, unwilling to trust others, and incapabable of reaching out. Iāve learned the nasty habit of suppressing everything and then falsely thinking Iām better when Iām not. Iām just numb. Iām good for today but tomorries another story. I can acknowledge all of this and release my feelings to this outlet but I wonāt share it with my closest friends. I get some relief venting on here but itās not helping me fix the thing in me that is broken. The secret thoughts I keep are toxic. My efforts to deal with my issues and maintain a basic amount of happiness are futile. But letting go and opening up is like the most difficult thing i can manage. I hold onto it so firmly for fear of losing my delicate sanity. I know I need to change but Iām terrified to try. And the peace I feel when i do is so enchanting and surreal I donāt know why I donāt just let go altogether. I want to try something new. Now let me see if I have the courage to do it.
I dont have issues with the people I love being happy. I rejoice when they rejoice. I smile when they smile. I struggle with believing I can have that too. So in the end its always bitter sweet. I don't doubt that he cares for me. I just don't know if I'm special. I don't think it will ever happen. And it's not about being the only one. Its about having one at all. And so I'm sad because I feel lonely. But then I get anxious when I feel cared for. It's rare I feel at peace and truly happy. It lasts for a moment and then it fades away. I'm not sure if I can get past this.
When she's doesn't have time for your foolishness because she's listening to Brittney.
Maybe
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I was wrong about all of it. Just a temporary muse. A heart experiment. A lover of the mind just for a spell. Maybe being alone is home. And pain my great comforter.
Sometimes it's ok. To smile. Fall in love. Be vulnerable. Be kind. Be happy. Be yourself.
I dreamt this morning of a little girl. With strawberry blonde hair and bangs. I played with her and she was smiling. She was about 2 years old. I don't know who she is but I know this means something.
I was driving to see my honey bee yesterday and was smiling absentmindedly. It was then that I realized that I'm in love. In that very moment the last string holding my heart in broke. And it doesn't matter the end result. Only that I loved him at all. And that we knew each other. And that despite the many miles between us, we connected.
Sitting here rubbing my honey bees feet and day dreaming about Gentle Lions. And wondering if I've been poly my whole life. It's quite possible.
I canāt be so consumed by your beauty and your light that I thrive on it. I musnt depend on you to support my happiness. Itās sweet and oh, so very addictive. It makes my heart feel light and free. If nothing else, I was a witness to the magic. I bathed in your warm light and you set my heart free.
Would you?
Would you let me cover your sadness with my love? Let me heal your loneliness. Let me embrace you. Let our souls hold hands. For one second, or one minute, or one hour, or forever. Any measure of time would fill my heart. Just to see you smile on the inside.