The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other plans. It wanted to be part of history. It wanted to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it waited for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
She looked at her student wondering if she could ever get through. “You need to learn to think for yourself,” she wanted to tell him. “Your friends are holding you back and bringing you down.” But she didn’t because she knew his friends were all that he had and even if that meant a life of misery, he would never give them up.
He heard the crack echo in the late afternoon about a mile away. His heart started racing and he bolted into a full sprint. “It wasn’t a gunshot, it wasn’t a gunshot,” he repeated under his breathlessness as he continued to sprint.
He doesnāt even care about me, why am I wasting my time with him? What does it matter, itās not working. Love is the commitment to tolerate another person.
Turning away from the ledge, he started slowly down the mountain, deciding that he would, that very night, satisfy his curiosity about the man-house. In the meantime, he would go down into the canyon and get a cool drink, after which he would visit some berry patches just over the ridge, and explore among the foothills a bit before his nap-time, which always came just after the sun had walked past the middle of the sky. At that period of the day the sunās warm rays seemed to cast a sleepy spell over the silent mountainside, so all of the animals, with one accord, had decided it should be the hour for their mid-day sleep.
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I get so fucking horny before my period but I canāt masturbate right now.
PERIOD OR INFECTION OR BOTH I DONT KNOW I CANāT GO TO SLEEP
I WANT TO BE FAMOUS! Because I think I deserve credits for it.
The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other plans. It wanted to be part of history. It wanted to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it waited for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
Pair your designer cowboy hat with scuba gear for a memorable occasion.
I blame white people.
Stephanie patrick (Game theory) is center of my fantasies. I really wanna give her my dick.
i started talking to this guy a week ago and i already lost feelings,, idk how to tell him that i dont want a relationship
She looked at her student wondering if she could ever get through. “You need to learn to think for yourself,” she wanted to tell him. “Your friends are holding you back and bringing you down.” But she didn’t because she knew his friends were all that he had and even if that meant a life of misery, he would never give them up.
I fantasize about reeducation camps
Indian dramas WELP cringe
I miss you
It had been sixteen days since the zombies first attacked.
Between endless sex and endless imagination I pick imagination
Itās pouring with rain The wind is going at 500mph Itās cloudy af And there is an ice cream van roaming outside I donāt get it Why?
I Found The bug that access the backs door to are simulation
Doris enjoyed tapping her nails on the table to annoy everyone.
Jake Adams & Scarlit Scandal
To sleep. Forever.
āIf you master only one herb in your life, master cayenne pepper.It is more powerful than any other.ā ā Dr. Richard Schulze
I just saw another man kill a polar bear with his bare hands, It was the worst day of my life.
Letās fight the depressive symptoms some of us are having. Letās lift those weights or hit the treadmill. We must sweat. Come on.
I love you A. I canāt stop thinking about what it would be like to be with you.
He heard the crack echo in the late afternoon about a mile away. His heart started racing and he bolted into a full sprint. “It wasn’t a gunshot, it wasn’t a gunshot,” he repeated under his breathlessness as he continued to sprint.
He doesnāt even care about me, why am I wasting my time with him? What does it matter, itās not working. Love is the commitment to tolerate another person.
ŁŁŲÆ ŲŲ§Ł Ų§ŁŁŁŲŖ ŁŲ®ŁŲ¶ Ų“Ų¹Ų±Ł Ų§ŁŲŁ Ų§Ų±.
I confess that shellfish is the only thing that rhymes with tell this.
I hope there are no trannies over here.
iām all the evil listen in the Bible. especially a blasphemer and even blasphemed God.. i suck horse shit. i want to change.
What does the numbers 444 and 1111 mean? I keep seeing numbers like this. Please
I hope you die in a fire
Anyone wanna be my friend?
I want you, need you badlyā¦ my body aches when you are near
Ohhh my stomach. Oh uhhh. Never eat yogurt after a mealā¦ohā¦
Turning away from the ledge, he started slowly down the mountain, deciding that he would, that very night, satisfy his curiosity about the man-house. In the meantime, he would go down into the canyon and get a cool drink, after which he would visit some berry patches just over the ridge, and explore among the foothills a bit before his nap-time, which always came just after the sun had walked past the middle of the sky. At that period of the day the sunās warm rays seemed to cast a sleepy spell over the silent mountainside, so all of the animals, with one accord, had decided it should be the hour for their mid-day sleep.