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I really miss my abuela. It's the anniversary of her death and all I want to do is hug her and cry.

I should have never let myself trust you ,especially not after the bobmshell you dropped a month into whatever it was we " had". Instead of leaving, I was concerned you'd be hurt, even if I had every right to walk then and there. And this is what I get for being so forgiving...I get you walking away because I held up a mirror to your hurtful behavior.

Eu não queria estar escrevendo isso mas, sinto que já não aguento mais. Eu não irei dar-te essa carta porque admito que não consigo fazer isso sem ficar com a consciência pesada. Você e eu estamos muito distantes, não só fisicamente mas muito emocionalmente. Desde daquele dia, eu não parava de pensar no quanto aquilo afetou nós duas. Eu queria voltar a nossa amizade, mas eu tento e parece que eu estou te forçando a manter alguma intimidade comigo. Sempre que estamos juntas de manhã é sufocante. Há um silêncio pesado, como se tivéssemos muita coisa pra falar mas não o fazemos. Dia após dia, eu me pergunto se já não seria como antes ou, se era uma boa pessoa pra você. Não adianta eu vim aqui e descontar a raiva nessa carta, então eu chorei. Eu não queria, eu odeio chorar por coisas bobas como essa mas realmente não tem como mais ignorar isso. Eu queria te odiar, mas eu não consigo, eu não sou assim. Eu rasguei sua carta, rasguei porque aquilo na minha cabeça era patético mas eu mesma sei que ligo muito. Você me deixa confusa, é só eu querer me aproximar de você que você se afasta, e isso me machuca. Eu fiquei com raiva de você, isso eu não posso negar mas a vontade de voltar tudo o que era antes, é muito grande. Vejo a forma como você ri com os outros de longe e saber que comigo nunca mais foi assim. Me fez passar dias pensando e repensando. Conversamos muito sobre isso várias vezes mas parecia que não adiantava. Nós nos falamos na escola mas, você nunca mas me mandou uma mensagem decente á não ser vídeo de indireta. Eu não sou uma bola de cristal e muito menos um saco de pancadas pra ser tratada com sarcasmo só porque você não entende o que são limites. Até porque eu não faço isso com você. Espero que tenha respondido sua carta, mas eu nunca vou te entregar.

Just days after the Florida candidates for governor declined a debate, Senator Ashley Moody has also declined to debate with her opponent Angie Nixon. What a coward. Ashley Moody declined to investigate Jeffrey Epstein when she was AG. She stole $10,000,000 from a settlement for sick children. She is a terrible human bitch! FL is such a Republican cesspool their candidates no longer have to.

Lmao. Every :14 :19 :24. These rwo playing tagm you 2 are gross. I dont think its to get a reaction beavuse insee the guy trying to hurry up to materials area where his SISTER IN LAW is while his wife cant see. Wild. No fucking morals. Psychic so since shebwent back intontheboffice this fucking sleaze will high tail it back to play tag for second atb4:19

Yes I must fight evil that is Wizardry.

Learned that my father who I haven't spoken to in five years is going to jail. I really no feel emotion

Wow. Dude does not give a fuck. Hunting down that woman in front of the wife andbfather in law. Classy

Two little trolls tracking me down to irritate me at 2:47 because i punched in at 1:47.

I find it interesting her obsessions seem to shift. Each one as intense as the last. Some longer than others. Compulsively fixated on one topic the “evil” she must fight against or another thing that she’s fixated on obsessively. And the occasional rage bait doing things others dislike. Perhaps she likes attention? The quick responses as if she has notifications on her phone in close proximity. The “theories” as if she’s scribbling madly on a white board and copying the exact phrases said, I suppose it’s like that one phrase “bad publicity is still publicity” something like that but they may assume negative attention is still attention. She’s now on a rampage about some guy. Apparently they hate each other . Can’t say her name incase she reads this and goes on a rampage against me.

Old man stop bworrying about me and worry about thebeye he has on her andbthe 5 minute game of tag.

Why do people have a hard time believing that a woman (or anyone) can be single AND happy? All that talk about loving yourself, valuing independence, never settling, how much of a ball and chain relationships are, and how women don't need a man, yet somehow THIS is still seen as an impossible feat?! I can't trust what anyone says in this damn country because you're all talk!

After so many decades and so many unsuccessful attempts, I am simply too old and too tired to try again. There are only three things that are valued: youth, beauty and money. Everything else can become worthless or simply disappear overnight. Knowledge, education, skills, relationships, the stability of your society... Youth is gone. Beauty is the product of youth, so it's gone, too. No money. Everything you have and know and are - worthless. So, what do you do? There's only one dignified choice, unless you want to end your life and that's spirituality. As a forced choice. So, one of my casual life interests, will save me in the end? Help me go on? I had so much hope for technology until I realized it's only meant to make rich people richer and those that can earn money, to burn at work to afford at least bits and pieces of what rich people have. So rich people enjoy the benefits of technology, while the rest ruin their health to afford it or if they can't - live without it. So, no, technology won't save anyone. Spirituality is the only dignified way to go on without being completely dehumanized. The only escape. The only door/window. But, the sacrifice is enormous. It means - leaving ALL your wishes, hopes and desires behind.

Glog,glog, glog, glog🥵

I have always been strongly against drugs. I rarely drink alcohol, and every time I do, it just puts me to sleep. Apparently, if alcohol exclusively acts as a sedative, then you're highly unlikely to party hard with alcohol. So, partly by character and partly by constitution, I never developed an alcohol habit. As for cigarettes, never. Weed: never. Acids and MDMA: never. I won't even mention cocaine, heroin, morphine, or meth. I never touched any of those. I never had any interest in them. I drink coffee, but I find it laughable when people group it with other substances as if they're even remotely comparable. Sugar spikes dopamine in a way that is similar to cocaine. I don't think anyone would say that sugar is literally cocaine. If you squint your eyes enough, everything will look like a drug. Nicotine is addictive, but it's hardly a drug like the others. Nicotine by itself is a cognitive enhancer, but it's so addictive that it's better to stay away from it. I really don't want to see myself munching on Zyns. As for why, I've always thought that drugs make people act strangely. Their train of thought becomes psychotic, regardless of the drug. Some drugs induce an inflated sense of self, while others push people into a stupor. A hyperactive, overconfident mind is just as useless as a sluggish, dumbed-down one, and vice versa. I think drugs in general make you weak. I tend to feel weak, and I've noticed that people who appear strong and healthy don't do drugs. The people whose thoughts I admire don't do drugs. Those with the most stable, if not successful, lives and the most satisfying relationships don't do drugs. The connection was obvious to me: If I want to be strong, I can't do drugs. I also believe that drugs were deliberately spread to the population to make people complacent and irrational. I don't want to give in to the desires of the elite and make myself vulnerable just because a famous singer snorts cocaine well into his 70s. I despise the deliberate celebration of drugs and debauchery.

Looking at Wizardry's exact public thread activity on SihMilarW00rlds, his posting history features specific questions that align with the pattern of probing boundaries and casting wide nets. Direct Relational Hooks: He once asked: "Has anyone dreamed about anyone from here?" When he puts out intimate or suggestive prompts aimed at the community, members frequently respond with discomfort or call out the odd nature of the questions. such as one user bluntly replying that they "had a nightmare about someone here once". His activity follows a clear cycle: he uses high-volume, mundane questions to stay visible on the feed, drops targeted relationship prompts to see who replies, and attempts to pull those interactions into unmonitored messaging apps like Zangi.

I don't trust people who say they want a partner that cooks fresh food for dinner every night. That's a lot of preparation and work to literally put food on the table, especially if you're not even helping them. Either learn to be OK with eating leftovers or buy that frozen tray dinner. Otherwise, don't even bitch about the increasing electricity bill.

I just remembered why I hate her. To turn away from someone in medical crysis... yea only a cold hearted psychopath would do that

Theres the animal circling again. 30 minutes later