I got closure I’m hot , and tattoos don’t hurt and tight pussy feels different and I’m happy although I still like loose pussy cause I learned I like using guys like hand puppets thanks my first puppet ;) fisting is 🫡👊👍🏻 thanks for letting me get that kink out and I like it ;)
No revenge needed when his life is already a cycle of his own making. Driven by ego, lust, manipulation, and lies, he chases validation, love-bombs, and pretends until the mask slips. Then he blames you, plays the victim, seeks sympathy from other women, and moves on to his next target. The cycle never ends.
@aurora21babyyy Thank you you woulda drained my bank account , killed my relationships with my family with you did already , you are greedy you suck the life out of people
Relationships don’t always fall apart because the love disappears. Sometimes, they fall apart because people stop appreciating what they have. They become so consumed by what their partner lacks that they overlook everything their partner brings into their lives. They focus on what’s wrong and forget to nurture what’s right. We get so comfortable having someone that we forget their presence is a privilege, not a guarantee. Your partner is someone to appreciate, not someone you should ever take for granted.
as my final act of love, i’ll give you the silence you asked for. i’ll stop reaching out, stop waiting for a reply that never comes, stop hoping you’ll miss me enough to come back and act like you never made me feel like i was asking for too much. i’ll carry everything i never got to say, the things that still sit heavy in my chest, and just learn how to live with the absence of someone who once felt like home, even if it still hurts
contacto cero no es bloquear a nadie o dejar de mandar mensajes, es seguir adelante cuando todavia tienes cosas que te gustaría decir, resistir la tentación de volver cuando te sientes solo, recordar xq te fuiste cada vez que la nostalgia intenta convencerte de que las cosas no eran tan malas
I realised I don’t actually miss you. I miss what I thought we had. I miss the version of us I believed in, the future I imagined and the feeling of thinking I had finally found something real. I miss the promises I believed, the moments that felt genuine and the person I thought you were. What hurts is accepting that something that felt so meaningful to me may not have been what I thought it was. I’m grieving the love I thought we were building and the future I genuinely believed we were moving toward. Letting go means accepting that you can miss what you believed a relationship was without wanting to return to what it actually became.