His house was almost a mile away. We walked together, and somewhere along the way he told me that his wife had passed away recently and that he was still getting used to doing everything alone. When we reached his house, he thanked me and tried to give me some money. I refused.
GIod I fucking hate this place I hate it so much I could scream. Everything here takes forever to get to & the highways are beyond confusing. hate Dallas & the DFW area
AMlso me, staring at 6k of hyper-specific smut: should I orphan this or just bury it in five folders and pretend it doesn't existe: being cringe is good! Never hesitate to be cringe!
YIour sword would break before it https://t.co/Um7t53eiWI my love could counter steel,
Mut faltered on the faithless tide.
Oy eyes through flaming water strained,
L’er splintering prow, their names I cried;
ong I searched the firth red-stained,
MSissions that include artifacts LBH already has and information needed form palace.VSSS AU/fic prompt where airplane and AY transmigrate into PIDW as NPC rouge cultivators or demons. The 2 are very ready to just nope away form plot but system keeps giving them missions.
IH don’t really know what to do about my love life.olding hands and studying together just seemed like the best. Maybe this has to do with my love of academia? Now I am 30, not in school anymore, never dated, still living at home.