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I’ve never been one to be the optimist.
I should say I’ve tried it,
But the colour on me
Doesn’t sit quite right.
I see things,
And first I think,
Of all the things that could go wrong
Or already have
To make the situation
Into a living nightmare.
This is actually an asset
In my career,
Because always knowing
How to correct the worst situation
Is basically what I do.
But in everything else,
Life outside of work,
It takes a long time
For me to see the positives
In a situation which
Presents itself
As an overwhelming fatalistic one.
With that said,
You have made me glad
To have someone to miss,
And to miss me.
You have made me brighter
Than I’ve ever felt before.
You have made me optimistic
About what the future holds for us
And I can’t wait for
soon.
I love seeing a bum with kickers of a size that fits, off with those the saggy baggy panties, Oh deep joy to see them stretched over that firm bum.
I’m a bit...
...I don’t know the word for this feeling yet...
Today.
I may need to step away from things
For my own health, you know?
I already have these dark places in my mind
And the shadows seem to have extra tendrils
Which are wrapping around my inadequacies
As of late.
I guess we’ll see
How I feel in a little while.
I’m a bit...
...I don’t know the word for this feeling yet...
Today.
I may need to step away from things
For my own health, you know?
I already have these dark places in my mind
And the shadows seem to have extra tendrils
Which are wrapping around my inadequacies
As of late.
I guess we’ll see
How I feel in a little while.
You and me both lovely, you do what you have to do for you. You are very much valued and appreciated here, those tendrils distort to create inadequacies that don’t exist in anyone else’s eyes. I know that doesn’t make them any less real to you,
I shared this with another lit friend this morning... I like it a lot, it’s always smaller than you even when it feels vast,
I’m a bit...
...I don’t know the word for this feeling yet...
Today.
I may need to step away from things
For my own health, you know?
I already have these dark places in my mind
And the shadows seem to have extra tendrils
Which are wrapping around my inadequacies
As of late.
I guess we’ll see
How I feel in a little while.
I’m a bit...
...I don’t know the word for this feeling yet...
Today.
I may need to step away from things
For my own health, you know?
I already have these dark places in my mind
And the shadows seem to have extra tendrils
Which are wrapping around my inadequacies
As of late.
I guess we’ll see
How I feel in a little while.
You and me both lovely, you do what you have to do for you. You are very much valued and appreciated here, those tendrils distort to create inadequacies that don’t exist in anyone else’s eyes. I know that doesn’t make them any less real to you,
I shared this with another lit friend this morning... I like it a lot, it’s always smaller than you even when it feels vast,
ps - I am sorry if your support of me has had any crap landing at your door. If so you absolutely don’t deserve it, you are a gorgeous soul Moochie,
I have decided that I am going to try harder to not take defensive behaviors and words of others too personally. I never really feel at home in the PG unless accompanied, so I don’t know why I thought this would be different. I’ve undertaken something I don’t think is appreciated at the level I was hoping it would be (especially by the community I am trying to represent, which just leaves me bewildered).
But, I also realize I have my own negative thoughts to keep in check and never want to allow those to overpower who I really am or how I come across to others.
This is a good message. Thank you for it.
I have, as of yet, not been the recipient of flaming crap... but the day is still young and I am still as vulnerable to an onslaught as ever. (This is not a public invite, though... just my pessimistic truth).
I have decided that I am going to try harder to not take defensive behaviors and words of others too personally. I never really feel at home in the PG unless accompanied, so I don’t know why I thought this would be different. I’ve undertaken something I don’t think is appreciated at the level I was hoping it would be (especially by the community I am trying to represent, which just leaves me bewildered).
But, I also realize I have my own negative thoughts to keep in check and never want to allow those to overpower who I really am or how I come across to others.
This is a good message. Thank you for it.
There is something about the way
The lace hits,
Rubs against the inside of my thighs
As I walk
Which makes me think of your touch.
The way the fabric lightly skims
Back and forth
Pausing for a brief moment when
Legs are extended
And then back to the motion,
Feel of your grazing fingertips.
There is something about the way
The lace hits,
Rubs against the inside of my thighs
As I walk
Which makes me think of your touch.
The way the fabric lightly skims
Back and forth
Pausing for a brief moment when
Legs are extended
And then back to the motion,
Feel of your grazing fingertips.
I do know.
As the day comes to a close,
I see my chest open
And heart lying on the floor.
You’ve massaged,
Used every ounce you have,
And every moment to spare,
And got it beating again.
But the thing is,
The closest I seem to be able to place it
Is still on the floor in front of me.
I realize I’m on my knees now,
The floor hard beneath me
Where I seem to have fallen hard.
Bruises, to become echymosis
On every boney prominence
That hit.
You’ve come down here,
But I can’t seem to focus
On anything past this
Beating blob of flesh in front of me,
Between us.
What I decide to do now
Might mean the difference
Between putting this bloody mess
Back on my sleeve
And marching on,
Sitting here longer with you
And it between us,
Or placing back
In this open thoracic cavity,
And sewing it away for no one else
To peek,
Ever again.
I need to choose
Wisely.
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My whole inner turmoil is insane right now.
It’s not just the stuff here,
But work ended super crappy (which He has quelled, but is still a low rumble in my mind),
And I have a personal problem I have to deal with tonight I am not looking forward to at all.
I’m even getting all these blemishes!
I just want to cry and throw up at the same time.
I am going to fucking sing my heart out tonight, that’s for sure.
Oversharing is a specialty.
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My whole inner turmoil is insane right now.
It’s not just the stuff here,
But work ended super crappy (which He has quelled, but is still a low rumble in my mind),
And I have a personal problem I have to deal with tonight I am not looking forward to at all.
I’m even getting all these blemishes!
I just want to cry and throw up at the same time.
I am going to fucking sing my heart out tonight, that’s for sure.
Oversharing is a specialty.
My whole inner turmoil is insane right now.
It’s not just the stuff here,
But work ended super crappy (which He has quelled, but is still a low rumble in my mind),
And I have a personal problem I have to deal with tonight I am not looking forward to at all.
I’m even getting all these blemishes!
I just want to cry and throw up at the same time.
I am going to fucking sing my heart out tonight, that’s for sure.
Oversharing is a specialty.
I hope things turn out ok for you tonight so you can sing from a pure heart.
Oversharing is however good for the soul... and there is something that makes lit a somewhat less cheap place when folks stick with you despite the odd blemish or whatever.
I hope the personal thing is easier than you fear,
(((Hugs)))