May 29, 2021
“Ele nunca gritou comigo”
Mas ele nunca te traiu?
Nunca te fez se sentir inferior ?
Nunca te fez sentir que deveria ficar calada?
pois sim, ele fez isso e muito mais.
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“Ele nunca gritou comigo”
Mas ele nunca te traiu?
Nunca te fez se sentir inferior ?
Nunca te fez sentir que deveria ficar calada?
pois sim, ele fez isso e muito mais.
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Darker, lighter, darker blue. Tall, small - surrounding you. I found myself, at a small expense. Always a price to pay. I lost you and found myself along the way.
katelynelizabeth / Naramata Road (Thoughts)
Think I might play some Jak and Daxter later. Something lighthearted.
My guinea pigs are really happy that I'm back, that's nice.
I just kinda love my boyfriend a lot and. I don't like saying goodbye but I know it's okay. I know we're okay.
I just kind of, don't want to miss him.
I think its time for me to go to sleep anyway.
But first floof the Dax because his fur is so fluffy.
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As a side note, and a slight moot point, I really love and care about Kuga and I just want to cook for him and wake up with him and fall asleep listening to him breathe and run my hands through his hair and kiss his chest and I don't care when he smells a bit or doesn't shave his beard, I love him anyway. I love the way he smiles and the way he hugs me and the way he snuggles into my chest and calls my stomach cute and kisses my face all over. I love his face and his eyes and his nose and his mouth and all of the things he's insecure about, I love them too.
But on the whole, I'll be okay and happy and stuff.
Já vi algumas pessoas chorarem ao escrever algo, sei lá qual a sensação que ela sentiu, me incomodava, ela escrevia e as lágrimas caiam do nada, sabe? tentou esconder enxugando-as com seu casaco, mas eu ja tinha reparado, fiquei quieto, odeio quando algo me intriga, e eu sabia, era por minha culpa, odeio quando tenho que fingir que me importo, eu nunca me importei, mas tinha aquela voz na minha mente dizendo que era o certo, então cheguei mais próximo dela, ele sentiu que eu estava atrás dela, sabe quando você sente que a outra pessoa sente? engraçado, não é? foi aí que eu percebi, suas palavras rabiscadas eram mais um adeus, fiquei sem saber o que dizer, me revoltei, gritei com ela, burrice? instinto! Odeio perder, odeio!... ela sabia disso tanto quanto eu, mas ela sempre fazia tudo o que eu gostava, tudo que eu queria, e eu prefiro nem lembrar, ah man, porque hein?
ele leonino.