#truth3

[twotruthsandally]

Truth #3

In light of a show I watched: I wear lacy underwear, I wear black lacy underwear. And those underwear are always thongs. All of them are thongs. For two reasons: 1) my ass is big and I got sick of pulling the underwear down all the stinking time from my big ass. 2) they're make me feel sexy. Even if no one sees them, my lacy, colorful, lacking cloths that are supposed to hold and hide my desired parts... at least I do. It makes me feel sexier, even if no one ever sees them. I make it a point to match my panties to my bra and both to my outfit for the day, you know... in case I die. I want to look good as a ghost.

[scandgelica]

Truth is...

I never know what to do when people cry. Whenever I see someone cry, whether I know them or not, it breaks my heart, it even makes me feel like crying. It often upsets me that I don't know what to do because I know how hard it is to cry in front of others. I don't know what to tell people. I mean, when someone is sad enough to cry, what can you really say? Nothing you can say can really make their pain go away. But I guess it's not about what you say, but being there. Being there for that person if they want to talk or simply need a hug. That's what matters most.