How I just be wishing, Daddy just come hold me. We can watch some senseless shit on Netflix all weekend
A soul missing yours
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How I just be wishing, Daddy just come hold me. We can watch some senseless shit on Netflix all weekend
A soul missing yours
Really had an interesting conversation the other night and some thoughts this morning made me think of it...I have come to accept my wife's terms of possible separation agreements 😂Sounds sad, but its necessary for us to consider options now before we plan to go any further. Sooo we figured out why back in the day people wouldn't divorce and could just cheat or be separated longer than they were married. Even after divorce it's as if we will still be paper tied to each other, and what's the point of paying and going through divorcing if we still BY LAW will be joined together. I mean on some days, that's literally the only thing stopping me! She also always tells me during our break period, I made my way back into the relationship but she would've been fine just friends if I wanted someone else. Bitch know she lying cause like I said if she didn't want me she ain't have to answer every time, and I would've stopped calling. Just had to get that in the air and off my chest.
Jayes Journal
Undercover Muse
How many years will it have to be before these thoughts stop? How many tears, arguments, and bruises will I count before I can’t see you anymore? When will it be ok for your reflection to fade away? I had a glance of wisdom in the early morning of my eyes it read, “your memories are your biggest enemies”... it led me here. Back in the dark, where I can still see the shadows of the us and our loveless souls somehow loving on each other, without the cover? Mmmh. It lead me to the light to see I am not the only one who can not suppress the past of the negative impressions being yielded on to them, wanting to taste a just a piece of the freshness of your flesh. Just once more? Damn could I still possibly adore? How succulent would the sunlight be if there were no views of the loveless left in it?