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    My boyfriend and my soulmate

    by  • April 29, 2017 • Betrayal • 0 Comments

    This is a FUCKED UP STORY you’ll never expect from a girl… It has been a year and a half for the relationship of me and my boyfriend. I’ll name him “Steve”. We were fine till after we celebrated our anniversary. I became busy for work while he is staying home with his parents. I

    Balfour Declaration

    by  • April 29, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    Dear Commonwealth Office, This is following the letter you issued to refuse to apologize for the shameful Balfour Declaration and to express your pride in founding the illegitimate apartheid pathetic excuse for a state building on bloodshed called “Israel”. I am a Palestinian and I’m writing to you to tell you that I have no

    Under the Awning

    by  • April 28, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Soulmate • 0 Comments

    I’m under it right now. Different canvas but all the same feels. That rainy June night, just you and me. Maybe the biggest mistake of my life not kissing you then and there. All this nostalgia is flooding me right now, and I just want you to know how desperately I am in love with


    by  • April 28, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Miss You • 0 Comments

    I’m sorry, honey… I love you so, so much… It’s sad to feel like you’ll never understand how great is this love I have for you. And it’s sad to see it looks like we just can’t understand each other, too… I see it hurts you a lot, and it does for me as well.


    by  • April 28, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    she was beautiful. she was glowing. she was thrilling. but you payed attention to her when her clothes were on the ground and only found her beautiful when she was on her knees. a.r Related Post Change of Heart YOU MUST CALM THE FUCK DOWN running back

    Bled Dry

    by  • April 28, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Well, this is it. I feel like I have been bled completely dry. You bled me dry. You appeared, opened my heart like a blossoming flower, and watched as it all poured out, without ever helping me to fill it back up. So I guess this is it. This is goodbye. I must go now