hiscules

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I think youre fucking lying.

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Is he lying? Lets see

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When I was active in tumblr, I was wishing of happenings in my life. Something to write about, to be passionate about. Now, I had a lot of travels, and I am not saying that I had a lot of happenings in my life but in the span of time that I am not writing, surely there were stories worth writing about but I unable to. Now, I am passionate about a certain person. My person. Maybe I should write more.

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Aigoo back at it again with the topless pics 💯

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via weheartit

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November 8, 2021 at 04:45PM

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Less and less

We talk about everything under the sun. Though you shared lots of great stuff, maybe nothing can be compared to this one, well, at least for me. You told me that "love" is a volatile thing. There will be days that the love a person has could be as vast as the universe for their lover; or it could be the size of a coin or something small it can fit in your fist protected from the external world, fist as hard as the rocks you can see in the sea: unwavering from the endless waves.

You told me that your love for me could be decreased by, for example: when we fight. And it makes sense. In my mind love is like an unconditional thing, basically the stereotypical concept we often see in movies or in novels. But what you told me, it makes sense.

Though for some reason, it hurts.

The sad part is that though it makes sense theoretically, I personally do not want to believe... what would be left in my heart when my love for you lessened? How can my body carry my soul when it gets heavier the more my love was spent? I dont want to believe... until I felt my love for you gradually leaving my body. How can a hollowed body be pulled more immensely by gravity? That I do not know, maybe I'll find out, maybe sooner. I don't know.

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can you please listen to "renegade" by big red machine, taylor swift 🙏🏼 i wanna know your thoughts

Not really a taylor swift fan, but i liked the musicality of its beat especially the subtle sound of the guitar. And i also like the lyrics, she really is a writer haha its good!

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Haha am i just sensitive? or you just dont know how to love me?

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Lol I think I just jinxed myself?

Anys yeah it hurts when you get ignored. It hurts when your efforts were not really appreciated. Yeah, you messaged me telling me that you appreciate what i did. But we both know that that was a templated appreciation. You even raised your voice in the car when i went to pick you up because you cant book a grab. You didnt even apologize because you were super late. When we were in the club, you were already aloof and didnt make eye contact.

Haaay i dont want to think anymore.

I'm so contented that I kind of miss being sad. The one who is a poet, a writer, an artist.

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Comfort makes me lazy.

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I'm so contented that I kind of miss being sad. The one who is a poet, a writer, an artist.

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aww tired ang sad ang baby boy :( *chinupa ng malala*

tara, 3 days load to. jk

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babe, the universe is bringing you closer to much greater opportunities. stay hopeful!

yeeahh, im grateful and still optimistic! trust the process charot

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Really thought I'll find another job by the end of this year. Lol anys here's another pa-yummy pics of me working out smh. 🤦🏻

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Job hunting is so hard. I cannot count how many heart breaks I have been through just for the past 5 months and still not getting any progress at all.

I really thought that I'm gonna get this job that I just applied for today. I had both the initial and the managers' interview a while ago. I thought I was doing fine, that I am doing great.

God, I am so sad and I feel so irrelevant. I just do not know what is it that they do not like? Or what is it that I am lacking? I have enduring all these rejections and I no longer know how much of it that I can take.

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It's a hard life, but my birdie thought otherwise (Part 1)

Context: There were many times that I have had sexual encounters where a certain body part proved unreliable where it must really count. I may or may not tell those stories but let me start with this: a short but boring story that just happened last night.

So I and my partner were not really in the mood lately. Let me rephrase that, I am always horny and I am not so sure with the other one. My sex life lately only consists of one blowjob per week. And from previous experience, this is also uncertain and it depends on some factors such as tiredness, mood, time, and whether we fought or not. So sometimes, it can be only one blowjob... for 2 weeks.

At times I entertain my intrusive thoughts, especially when there's nothing to do. Like does my partner not attracted to me anymore? Or does my partner get sex from other people? Or are we in that stage of our relationship where you no longer have sex? Thoughts like that. I highly doubt the third one since we are a fairly new couple, so probably not that one. But I think, the most probable answer might be that my partner's libido might be decreasing? something like that. I said decreasing because, well from what I've read from my partner's blog, my partner's kind of a slut. I mean, my partner enjoyed sex. And I can cite more than one entry where you can really ascertain that my partner's libido is nowhere depleting. So I think I am kind of overthinking again but well that's just how I am wired.

Anyways, yeah this weekend I stayed in our place and I went in my own home Tuesday afternoon. I kind of expecting my one allotted blowjob last Sunday night since Saturday is a no because my partner's tired from a lot of things, so I kind of expecting that it might be Sunday night or Monday morning before my partner goes to work. Monday night is a no because tired from work. So if not Sunday night or Monday morning, then I'll go home with no sex again. And guess what, we did not have sex.

So Monday afternoon, I jerked off worth 3 days of cum since I was so fucking horny and I cannot wait another night and be disappointed again. That was a mistake. I should have not done that. So, come Monday night, we were on the bed, the air is buzzing, we are smiling and laughing, we are touching. And yeah, my dick was hard at first. Really hard. But then, it got soft. It got soft in the middle of my one beloved, allotted blowjob for these 2 weeks. IT. GOT. SOFT.

So yeah, there goes my long-awaited blowjob. And nope, I didnt cum. Fucking piece of shit.