Nov 11, 2025
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The one with the whales being my comfort movie with old married Spirk being the real OTP
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hank hill type gas station clerk with womans lipstick mark and name tattooed on his neck very patiently helping young, nervous child who has seemingly been sent in to perform its first solo gas purchase by its parents. he walks around to the card reader and stands next to the child, gently leading it through the process of paying with a card, never rushing. "bria," his neck says
Holy expletive! You know what I just realized about myself?! As much as I discuss being “all inclusive” in my life, I’m really not! Here’s why: I will no longer accept half assed behavior in any way, shape or form. I just won’t do it. And that means, that I am not “all inclusive” in the broader, general sense of the term, meaning energetically, and not pertaining to the color, culture, race, gender, or orientation of a person, because we, as humans, are much more than that. We are what we choose and believe ourselves to be.
I was more, “all inclusive” when I accepted people treating me poorly, ripping on me to my face and laughing it off like it didn’t bother me, gossiping about me, any form of slander, blowing me off, making things up that aren’t true about me, ghosting me (just learned that term a few years back, and was totally flummoxed when people did it to me…) like the first time I was stiffed while waiting tables. I was crawling on my hands and knees on the ground no joke, looking for my tip. What did I do wrong?!
Answer? Not one G.D. thing, that’s what. Sometimes you are going to run into people who are in a different vibrational state than you are. And when that happens, usually the givers are left feeling confused, bewildered and hurt. Sometimes there’s a good reason for the behavior, but most of the time you may never know why things work out the way they do. So I have learned, at 49, to be able to accept the behavior that doesn’t jive with my flow. So I take the hint, and move forward past it more quickly, and without as much mental investment.
I’m only writing about this now, because I literally had no idea how much this specific belief has been negatively affecting my life. I was accepting all kinds of whack energy that people would give me that wasn’t my own. And it certainly didn’t measure up to what I now know I deserve.
So, I discovered being more selective with the energy I surround myself with, which also includes the very loud and sometimes obnoxious “self loathing talk” that goes on in my head when I’m not concentrating or full conscious of it, is imperative to my mental health. And to my soul, which is pure, and deserves the best of support, backing, and care.
And sorry base level energy, but the bouncer at the door of my extremely high end and exclusive VIP room is ready to bounce you straight into the past where you deserve to be.
It doesn’t mean I have discount, minimalise, or shut out good intentions if they don’t match or aren’t the way I believe, think, or do things. I will recognize love in all forms and still appreciate it. It just means that I will make my way through the rest of my life including me, and not leaving me out of the VIP status.
He told me he was on his way to the mall to meet me. I shivered from the anticipation and excitement. It was finally time. Time to see him face to face. Days of talking and teasing each other uncontrollably. Getting myself together and rushing out the door. In my truck I take a deep breath. Trying but failing to gather my thoughts. Heart pounding and brain fuzzy. Squeezing my thighs together to try and dull the ache between my thighs. Driving to meet him took longer in my mind than it actually was. The butterflies in my stomach fluttering faster and faster the closer I get. My phone dings. He’s there. It’s happening. I squeal. I stop breathing and panic a little. Pulling in I see his truck. My heart skips and I grin. Parking in the spot beside him gathering my things so I can get in with him. Trying to calm myself so I don’t look like an escaped psych ward patient. I open the passenger door and get in. Looking at his face. Scanning every inch focusing on his eyes. I melt. I need to kiss him. Wanting him to grab my neck and kiss me like he is starved. He grins and says hey sweetheart and my pussy throbs begging him to touch me. We talk and calm each other. The anxiety and nervousness slipping away. Looking in my eyes he says I want to kiss you. Smiling leaning in he gently held my face kissing me softly. Aching and getting wet at how tender this sweet man is with me. Kissing me harder and hungrier. Moaning wrapping my arms around him needing him closer. Growling at me digging his fingers in my hip. Sliding his hand in my pants touching my clit. Whimpering as his fingers rub and tease my hole. Grinding my hips into his hand behind for more. Sliding his finger inside me slowly in and out. Looking in my eyes he grins and tells me I’m very wet for him. Shivering and anxious. Needy and desperate. Rubbing the huge bulge between his thighs or his jeans. Gasping quietly feeling how thick and hard he is from kissing me. Whispering against his lips telling him I need him in my mouth. Looking at me biting my lip then kissing me. Unhooking his belt pulling it out of his jeans tossing it aside. Telling me to take it I open his jeans and pull his cock free. Grinning and a little shocked about the thickness of his cock. Wrapping my hand around him gently stroking listening to his breathing and soft moans. Leaning down sucking the tip and teasing the head with my tongue. The end of my tongue rubbing the underside of his head. Making him moan and growl. His hands rubbing my back. Grabbing my ass and pussy. Wrapping his fist with my ponytail. Sucking him deep in my throat swallowing him tasting his precum. My tongue pressing against his shaft lips tightly stroking his cock. Pulling my head up looking down at me he tells me he needs to be inside me. Pleading with my eyes for him to take me. Moving to the back and laying down on my back. He pins me with his body kissing me hard and impatient. Grinding his hard cock against my aching clit. Whimpering and gaping needing more of him. He grabs my pants sliding them off. Opening my legs he looks at me and grins. Leaning over me he kisses me and slides into me. Stretching my tight cunt as he gently forces his way in. Gasping and clinging to him. Moaning at the feeling of him slowly thrusting in and out of me. Kissing me and growling desperately. Grinding into me harder and faster. Grabbing my neck pinning me harder against the seat. Looking in my eyes as he drills my cunt fucking me senseless. Moaning louder into his kiss. Digging my nails into his shoulders I cum squeezing his cock tightly. He growls thrusting hard and deep unloading himself deep in me. Breathing hard and heavy he kisses my forehead and says good girl. Please be kind! 💙✨