#coolnow

[julians-muscles-and-tits]

[hotcat37]

NO CUZ JULIAN PETTING COOLNOW AND GIVING HIM A LILL KISS IS SO FCKING CUTE IM GONNA CRY 😭💖💖 there's nothing more attractive than big scary men cuddling cute lill animals

[babylipz87]

When’s it’s extra hot at work and your boss puts a cold towel on your neck and you take it home lol ... #mybossRocks #coolNow (at The Woodlands, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv5Ys_DlBQnYaqzpl8BECBga44Ogqg4H2xZdSE0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1svatwogsb4am

[dartaarifa]

It's looks like their #coolnow after #birman continue to post clp of #liltunechi Performing .......*insta* #ycmb #dartaarifa (at Dar es Salaam, Tanzania)

[silverconfined]

                      “  is your brother always this annoying?  ”

@coolnow

[tehgremlin]

Seriously, what’s my problem?

They have to be lying.  Those people who say they don’t care what other people think.  They HAVE to be lying.

I have bettered myself, improved my standing professionally, lost weight, opened myself up to a broader range of experiences... and I’m STILL stuck in my fucking head.  I can’t do it... I can’t figure it out.  Is it something superficial?  Do I need fucking tattoos to fit in here?

I’m just so fucking angry.  Angry and tired.  I’m not capable of being something other people want me to be.  I don’t think I ever have been.  I think that just means I’m going to spend the rest of my life uncompromising and unhappy.  Existing on a string of meaningless encounters with guys who never understand me and probably never will.

It’s just like these blog entries.  They exist because I don’t have anyone I can express this to.  How is it that a person can exist in a state where all they want is someone to share their existence with, and at the same time just want everyone to forget they exist entirely?  It’s like I’m writing these thoughts as a cry for help so the person I need will come and save me.

I don’t know who I’m kidding though.  They don’t exist.  I’m the guy looking for the smile on the way to the bridge.  I won’t find it.

Sorry... it’s just that I saw something earlier that made me scream.  Actually scream.  Sometimes you just have to do that I guess.  You’d think the world was ending.

It’s fucked up that I can boil down the weight that’s crushing me to a singular issue, the only issue I can’t resolve on my own.

Honestly, I just want to hit something.  I want to express my feelings the only way I ever got to in high school... by hitting something until I couldn’t lift my arms anymore.  FUCK.

While I’m expressing myself and venting frustration I just want to do this...

Dear ----,

    You have fucking ruined me.  I may have been sad when we met, but at least I still trusted people.  Every time you cheated on me was like a knife in my fucking heart.  I loved you so much.  I can’t fathom why you would destroy me as you have.

Thanks for the lesson,

J.R.

PS - Thanks for Pro/Con’ing the end of our relationship in a notebook and leaving it on our kitchen counter for me to find.  I really appreciated being compared to the only “friend” we’d made in the three months since moving.  Also, it was a really big confidence boost that my dick size was your first pro in my favor... instead of how much I cared about you.

I don’t care if you ever find this.  If you do, consider this my kitchen counter notebook and GO FUCK YOURSELF.  That’s what I meant to say every time you apologized you fucking coward.

That’s all.  I’m done.  I’ve just never been able to say some things out loud or to myself and certainly not to him because he’d grab a steak knife and lock himself in a room again.  I’m also rarely furious... so I figured I’d get that all out of my system while I had it in me to do so.

Love you Tumblr... thanks for letting me rant anonymously and look at porn and stuff.

[lovehealthwealthhapiness-blog]

Afternoon swim & then a storm to cool us off #balilife #rain #coolnow #peaceful #swiminrain #isagenixlifestyle #lovehealthwealthhappiness #sograteful #dream #thankyou