I don’t like spending time with my step-son. Living with him is so difficult. I hate what he brings out in me.
My cousin Emily has enormous t***. About 10 years ago back in Wales we got drunk and somehow or other, at one point I commented on how much they must weigh, she took them out, and I just instinctively cupped one and “weighed” it. That was all, is was just a laugh. But I still j******* thinking about that to this day. I wish we still talked tbh -Chris
even when there’s so many people around me i feel so lonely. i feel like ive always been there for the little things in everyone elses’ life that i forget to be there for myself. ever since my first breakup 3 years ago i’ve always felt like there was an empty void to feel. not the kind of empty void that another person fills but the kind where im ok with my own presence. all my talking stages feel like i’m chasing someone just to make them love me. everyone says im pretty, kind, and caring but i don’t know what im missing that someone else has. maybe its the way i give talking stages my all and the way i show up even when they hurt me hoping that they’ll change. i want a love thats genuine and gentle with my broken heart. not because im desperate but because i want to feel loved the way i love others. im blessed to have a soft heart again and again even when it feels like it should be hard as stone.
