I don't know what the fuck I'm doing anymore.

Biting my tongue just to keep the peace is not my strong suit.

He's a mere boy who
Has a woman who
Wants a man...

Treat people well
Always tell the truth even when that shit hurts
Hold on to the ones you love
Don't take anyone or anything for granted
Show gratitude always
Understand that people are not interchangeable
People are not disposable, or invaluable. Everyone serves a purpose. We all hold a certain position
And ”higher” does not mean ”greater”
Do not lead anyone on or use someone for your own personal gain
Avoid confusion. Be clear and open about what you want and do not want
Give freely and often without expecting anything in return
Admit your wrongs and apologize for your offenses
Do not make yourself the victim
Be mindful of people's feelings
You're not the only one capable of being hurt
When you're hurt, talk, write, walk, scream your way through the pain. Do not hold it in.
That shit is deadly
Laugh as hard as you can as often as you can
It's medicinal
Love honest, hard, and deep
Never ever give up.

Coping Mechanisms (my current wishlist)

Dictionary.com
Inspiration to write...SOMETHING
Laughter. Mine and His
Music
A good book
Cookies
An awesome Squeeze
Intergalactic kisses
Intimate conversation
Sex
Comfort food
Silence
Solitude
....

”An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips”
Kiss me. Honestly.

I love hard and deep.
That won't ever change.
Understand?

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Tainted.
Remnants of your sweat, my tears stain my pillow
Forgetful reminders of our history
The picture you painted so vividly
So real I could touch it with my tongue and taste the
Sweetness of its memory
Such a beautiful mistake
Arsenic laced, you traced the outline of my heart with your dick
Your remedial stick
Weapon of mass destruction
You punctured my soul and filled the hole with your empty words
Lies and fallacious alibis
Inception turned deception and blurried my perception of the truth
Now I am face to face, heart in hand, hand in hand with reality and
God’s revelation that this is the ways it’s meant to be

You think its going to get better, but it never really does. You think that, with time and discipline, the feelings that were once like quick sand, would somehow dissipate and you’ll be ok…
That shit don’t happen either

Mental titillation begets sexual stimulation.

Who knows why people do what they do.
No more preaching to the choir.

It's not the same. Things are different now. My focus is on him. Nothing else even matters.

Someone somewhere is listening. Someone is watching. Someone somewhere is paying attention. Whomever that someone is, I thank you.

We strayed from the plan. I no longer see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Confession...

I sometimes want to throw bricks at the people on his fb page. Is there an app for that?

4 days without any tree makes Nina a very unhappy camper.

Appreciate her. Protect her. Make her feel safe. Don't give anyone else the opportunity to do what you're not willing to do.

PASSION!

that's the missing ingredient.

Something's missing. I don't know what, but it's missing.