I will..
always love you.
always love you.
To honor the place I am. Not wish for something else.
I love permission to be confused.
What would it be like to play house for a week in the summer?
As I promised, I’m now going to try to explain myself better. This is not an attack against anybody. What I’m about to say is full of generalisations and stereotypes which are untrue in many cases, and this is also based on my experiences only and not on science. When I say “they” I don’t mean…
Wow, if only half the men on the planet thought and acted this way… I love this.
I think I’m free and clear, there is another fucking obstacle… Really stupid on my part.
…. And surrender myself to my grief.”
So true.
I didn’t know there was a name for it?!
Time to let go of an old vision and make a new one.
2:32 a.m. reading Fifty Shades of Grey.
