La falta de sexo le provocaba un dolor agudo en un sitio indeterminado entre la cabeza y cariño. Su pareja no sufría esta indeterminación desde que suplía la ausencia con alguien más.
I’m married to a wonderful man who helps me accomplish my goals. The father of our children he never lacks for love. He is the consummate “family man”. But I know he keeps his secrets. We’ve been together far too long for me not to know about her and her hold on him. Even when she pushes him away, keeps at a distance, the pain he feels is obvious. No, he never lacks for love save for a small exception to the rule.
As a wise man once said
unfortunately i think of what I lack; as a teacher, a mom, a wife, physically, financially, etc. This is not a words that i like to think about/ I should be more grateful for all that I have
Lori Garner
The lack of his brother at his side left him feeling numb. It had been ten years since his death and even now this room still had a problematic effect on him.
Madaline
An absence of something; craving and yet resenting. A quality I may see in so many others and fail to see in the mirror every morning.
People think they are always lack of something. Lack of love, lack of material, lack of time, just to name a few. The question is, is this kind of lacking mindset something bad? Or is it a motivation?
Boon Yee
How poignant, to be confronted with the most fitting word to describe a lack thereof. Like quicksand, I fall into its comfort and I am drowned by grain. I seek to practice good habits but I fall into the same old habits. I know to be mindfull, I must gather up the courage. I know I must be courageous to ever have my mind full of wisdom. I may lack current confidence but I will combat this with a soft calm as I welcome the swallowing sands.
I really don’t think I feel as lacking as I used to. I don’t lack a sense of humor, or a family unit, or any kind of beauty. Sure, my work ethic might need some work but I don’t lack a sense of purpose or drive like I used to. It’s an incredible feeling and honestly something I haven’t felt in a really long time.
Jenna F Vieux
There are plenty of things which she had, yet she felt lack of the main ingredient which perhaps could have made her lot more happier than she was at present-love. This feeling never really left her no matter where she went.
priyanka chauhan
Lacking in judgment is something some people do and others don’t. If you do not lack in judgment then you can very easily judge a book by it’s cover, if you do lack in judgment then you can fall for a clever ruse, But if you are just in between (you don’t judge harshly but you still judge) you might be able to have very agreeable opinions of people.
Sydney Erbe
Lacking in judgment is something some people do and others don’t. If you do not lack in judgment then you can very easily judge a book by it’s cover, if you do lack in judgment then you can fall for a clever ruse.
your lack of fate is disturbing!!!!! famous quote if i say so myself
deann
The complete absence of stress was unfamiliar to her. She wasn’t used to sitting, with nothing to do. She looked over at him. He was dozing. Of course.
Sometimes i feel that there’s so much lack everywhere, people need help with school fees, hospital bills and so many other things, we need love in the world.
Timbrowns
She had the lack of blood and didn’t know. She thought she was just light headed and not feeling goof but it was critical she went in. She would have never survived if it wasn’t for her best friend that came to check on her in the middle of the night because ” She had a feeling.”
Briana Jo Dailey
Tears streaming, cutting through the dirt of months of travel. His bitter words tore at his throat, threatening to consume every last shred of hope in him. “What is it that I lack?” He pounded a fist to his chest, the blow echoing in the near darkness of the clearing. “Why am I never good enough?”
The tree lacked all its branches. It was bare, except for a small leaf growing out of its trunk, about halfway up. The tree was the only one in the town and the people prayed to it.
The town lacked all its trees. It was bare, except for a small tree growing out it, about a mile from the town center. The town was the only one in the country and the government prayed to it.
The country lacked all its towns. It was bare, except a small town forming in it, just on the border. The country was the only one on the planet and the world bank prayed to it.
He always kept something to talk about in his back pocket because awkward silences were, well, he couldn’t think about what would happen if he allowed silence in, and anyway talking brought people closer to him and kept the people who didn’t care about him far away, so he didn’t see any harm in keeping the conversation going and going…
Everyone likes to tell me that I’m brave, and frankly, I’m wondering if they’re just talking to the wrong person. I lack courage, kind of like how a desert lacks water, or space lacks oxygen. I just don’t see myself as heroic or bold or daring at all. In truth, I’d rather just hide away from the world, holding in the folds of book pages and pretending that I don’t exist.
Top,
Cowboy,
Bowler,
Baseball,
Porkpie,
Coonskin,
Boater,
Deerstalker,
Hard.
None of them looked
good on him
because he had
no passion
or head.
La falta de sexo le provocaba un dolor agudo en un sitio indeterminado entre la cabeza y cariño. Su pareja no sufría esta indeterminación desde que suplía la ausencia con alguien más.
I’m married to a wonderful man who helps me accomplish my goals. The father of our children he never lacks for love. He is the consummate “family man”. But I know he keeps his secrets. We’ve been together far too long for me not to know about her and her hold on him. Even when she pushes him away, keeps at a distance, the pain he feels is obvious. No, he never lacks for love save for a small exception to the rule.
unfortunately i think of what I lack; as a teacher, a mom, a wife, physically, financially, etc. This is not a words that i like to think about/ I should be more grateful for all that I have
The lack of his brother at his side left him feeling numb. It had been ten years since his death and even now this room still had a problematic effect on him.
An absence of something; craving and yet resenting. A quality I may see in so many others and fail to see in the mirror every morning.
People think they are always lack of something. Lack of love, lack of material, lack of time, just to name a few. The question is, is this kind of lacking mindset something bad? Or is it a motivation?
How poignant, to be confronted with the most fitting word to describe a lack thereof. Like quicksand, I fall into its comfort and I am drowned by grain. I seek to practice good habits but I fall into the same old habits. I know to be mindfull, I must gather up the courage. I know I must be courageous to ever have my mind full of wisdom. I may lack current confidence but I will combat this with a soft calm as I welcome the swallowing sands.
I really don’t think I feel as lacking as I used to. I don’t lack a sense of humor, or a family unit, or any kind of beauty. Sure, my work ethic might need some work but I don’t lack a sense of purpose or drive like I used to. It’s an incredible feeling and honestly something I haven’t felt in a really long time.
There are plenty of things which she had, yet she felt lack of the main ingredient which perhaps could have made her lot more happier than she was at present-love. This feeling never really left her no matter where she went.
Lacking in judgment is something some people do and others don’t. If you do not lack in judgment then you can very easily judge a book by it’s cover, if you do lack in judgment then you can fall for a clever ruse, But if you are just in between (you don’t judge harshly but you still judge) you might be able to have very agreeable opinions of people.
Lacking in judgment is something some people do and others don’t. If you do not lack in judgment then you can very easily judge a book by it’s cover, if you do lack in judgment then you can fall for a clever ruse.
Lack, lack, lack lack, lack, lack, lack, lack lack, lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack lack
I dont know
your lack of fate is disturbing!!!!! famous quote if i say so myself
The complete absence of stress was unfamiliar to her. She wasn’t used to sitting, with nothing to do. She looked over at him. He was dozing. Of course.
Sometimes i feel that there’s so much lack everywhere, people need help with school fees, hospital bills and so many other things, we need love in the world.
She had the lack of blood and didn’t know. She thought she was just light headed and not feeling goof but it was critical she went in. She would have never survived if it wasn’t for her best friend that came to check on her in the middle of the night because ” She had a feeling.”
Tears streaming, cutting through the dirt of months of travel. His bitter words tore at his throat, threatening to consume every last shred of hope in him. “What is it that I lack?” He pounded a fist to his chest, the blow echoing in the near darkness of the clearing. “Why am I never good enough?”
The tree lacked all its branches. It was bare, except for a small leaf growing out of its trunk, about halfway up. The tree was the only one in the town and the people prayed to it.
The town lacked all its trees. It was bare, except for a small tree growing out it, about a mile from the town center. The town was the only one in the country and the government prayed to it.
The country lacked all its towns. It was bare, except a small town forming in it, just on the border. The country was the only one on the planet and the world bank prayed to it.
He always kept something to talk about in his back pocket because awkward silences were, well, he couldn’t think about what would happen if he allowed silence in, and anyway talking brought people closer to him and kept the people who didn’t care about him far away, so he didn’t see any harm in keeping the conversation going and going…
Everyone likes to tell me that I’m brave, and frankly, I’m wondering if they’re just talking to the wrong person. I lack courage, kind of like how a desert lacks water, or space lacks oxygen. I just don’t see myself as heroic or bold or daring at all. In truth, I’d rather just hide away from the world, holding in the folds of book pages and pretending that I don’t exist.