So the hubby thinks I should go to therapy. I believe so too. I need help, and its time I start living for me and no one else. Its so much easier to say then to actually do. I think I am going for it.
Everyone is talking about taking finals, and quizzes. I wish that was me, but yet I have to wait 9 more months before I can head back to class. Life doesn’t always turn out the way you want. I am just glad I have him.
I am not sure. If the mood and time were right, we as humans would do anything. It’d have to be for the right reasons, and not to serve as porn for horny dickheads.
I am in heaven now. The window is opened, and the time of day when the streets calm and the street lights come on has approached; yet the birds continue to sing. The breeze fills my room, and I feel his love from the opposite side of it.
^_^ Merci beaucoup!