redhotsunshine
There was nothing there. She didn't even need to wear a bra, so she never really did. It wasn't because she did a lot of dieting, she was just always running. It is what she did. All muscle nothing else. Who needed boobs when you have pecs?
I don't know why they always thought it was the rulers or those who were given the "divine providence" it has obviously always belonged to those of the people. The society's desires and wishes. That is all that there is. And we are the ones who rule this joint.
Our life has been listed out for us like a script. There is a beginning and end and climax. We just don't know it yet. The stage is dark and we stand behind the curtains awaiting for when we step out and begin. We move according to a plan: Fate. God. Destiny. Whatever you want to call it.
It was a feeling that has been expressed a thousand different way since the beginning of time. So people assert that animals do not have it, but then that also implies that us, humans (animals) also don't know love. I think this is more possible than lower species not knowing love. We know love, but we reject it.
It is inevitable. It will happen. But it just depends how often and how much. Not growing it not a good thing either. I don't know why people think that it
That is all he tells her. He just keeps on saying those types of thing again and again, but she know that it is not true. Not true at all.
i don't. See it just comes out there. Plus, why do I need to think in a place like this? My thinking is taken care of for me. I have no need to do such a thing. Why waste my time. I can do all those other things with out thinking. I don't have to worry. That sounds good. I want that.
Even now, she tries not to think about how she is actually married to him. And not in the normal sense of the word but in the truly unbinding since where there is no escape and that he will forever exist around him and permeate her being. He is the domineering Victorian husband. He locks her true self away and oppresses her to be what she is not.
We can't move it so we'll either have to go around it or just break it down. Sometimes the destruction just isn't worth it so it's better to take the long way about because although it might be in your way, you might need it to be there, too. Walls are things with purpose, just like you and I have our purpose.
It'll be the death of you, that is for sure. It could be the death of your ego, too. That what happens when you care for someone else more than you do yourself. You murder your ego. I think it court it would be considered third degree murder because how would you not feel the crushing of everything you were?
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