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@kryptonitexxcoffee I love you so much boo

Damn right

This would be funny if I was on Twitter still

Women don't have to:

THIS.

I wish my mom raised me more.....but she couldnt cuz my piece of shit brick 'father' that I was 'blessrd' with thought drinking and smoking crack and chasing sluts was more important than seeing his only child....so my momma had to work 70 hours a fucking week and thankfully my sperm donors parents picked up his slack, thank god. Thank u for working so hard for my little ungrateful ass mom♥️ love you!!!!

As time went on and I began allowing myself to heal from the absence of you in my life, I grew and gained a new kind of strength. I never went a single day without thinking of you at least once throughout the day. Some days it was painful, knowing you chose to let her in instead of me; other days I was able to smile and laugh about moments we shared making disgusting jokes or laughing at things normal people probably don’t laugh at. Lol but then there were days like when I wrote this; days that my heart would ache and feel like it was carrying a heavy weight of pain and uncertainty. I still chose to carry on and fight through the day and more importantly fight through the night alone, moving from my blanket burrito of depression and self loathing on the couch, to my bed where we shared a good handful of intimate moments that I knew (and still know) I could never feel or see with anyone else, not even in the next 3 million lifetimes. We are a connection like no other, we share a love that people make movies about or write novels about or paint pictures of. Our love is like a long lost message in a bottle, it floats for miles and miles across the sea, bearing the weight of the currents during storms that destroy everything else while it allows our message to carry on across the waves and continue on a journey like no other. On bright and sunny days where the rays of sunlight kiss our skin with warmth, I can feel how alive and bloomed we are like sunflowers in July or new maple leaves in Springtime; we are so full of life despite how many times we have been cut down or had our leaves shaken off our limbs, or had our new blossoms picked from life’s garden. We always find a way to plant new seeds from our old blooms, and we just keep our love going season after season. I appreciate your beautiful soul and how grounded you are when I’m floating in the air all crazy and unable to keep up with the changing patterns of the wind; and when I come back down and become rooted to the ground, I take great pride in having the strength to hold you close and keep your heart safe from the many storms that come through. I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you always. ♥️

@kryptonitexxcoffee you're all I need boo, I dont even need coffee if I have my boo-boos

Like right the fuck now....PLEASE fucking take me away or kill me or something....ASAP RIGHT AWAY FUCKING PLEASE DAMNITT CAN I JUST DIE IN A WRECK OR SOME SHIT

Ummmmmm, 😂

As time went on and I began allowing myself to heal from the absence of you in my life, I grew and gained a new kind of strength. I never went a single day without thinking of you at least once throughout the day. Some days it was painful, knowing you chose to let her in instead of me; other days I was able to smile and laugh about moments we shared making disgusting jokes or laughing at things normal people probably don’t laugh at. Lol but then there were days like when I wrote this; days that my heart would ache and feel like it was carrying a heavy weight of pain and uncertainty. I still chose to carry on and fight through the day and more importantly fight through the night alone, moving from my blanket burrito of depression and self loathing on the couch, to my bed where we shared a good handful of intimate moments that I knew (and still know) I could never feel or see with anyone else, not even in the next 3 million lifetimes. We are a connection like no other, we share a love that people make movies about or write novels about or paint pictures of. Our love is like a long lost message in a bottle, it floats for miles and miles across the sea, bearing the weight of the currents during storms that destroy everything else while it allows our message to carry on across the waves and continue on a journey like no other. On bright and sunny days where the rays of sunlight kiss our skin with warmth, I can feel how alive and bloomed we are like sunflowers in July or new maple leaves in Springtime; we are so full of life despite how many times we have been cut down or had our leaves shaken off our limbs, or had our new blossoms picked from life’s garden. We always find a way to plant new seeds from our old blooms, and we just keep our love going season after season. I appreciate your beautiful soul and how grounded you are when I’m floating in the air all crazy and unable to keep up with the changing patterns of the wind; and when I come back down and become rooted to the ground, I take great pride in having the strength to hold you close and keep your heart safe from the many storms that come through. I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you always. ♥️

NAHH, REELEYYY?!?!?!