There is a tinge of pain in that statement, so I'll just say hang in there.
After my twenty-three year marriage collapsed, I couldn't get far enough away from my ex, and I sure as heck haven't felt any pangs. However, I got to keep three damn-near grown children and a pug, so I wasn't gonna lack for companionship anyway..
She was my best friend for many years until she just wasn't anymore. I don't think of her often but when I do it kinda crunches my heart into tiny parts.
I know something about this kind of thing...I had a best friend who was there for me through some of the grimmest things I've ever experienced, and I was there for her through her divorce...but one day she basically decided that we weren't close friends anymore. This hurt enormously...and to make matters worse, she got mad at ME when she realized that I was angry at HER. Making matters worse, she was a coworker of mine, so every goddamn day, there she was. We haven't spoken in over a year, after a time when we knew each other better than just about anyone else.
Not much point here, except to say...I know it sucks.
Mine started a new life that I coudn't be a part of because I knew all her secrets and could bust her new life wide open in a second. She also lied to me about something unforgivable so I choose today to forgive her then I go back to hating her.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Not to sound insensitive, but who is she?
There is a tinge of pain in that statement, so I'll just say hang in there.
After my twenty-three year marriage collapsed, I couldn't get far enough away from my ex, and I sure as heck haven't felt any pangs. However, I got to keep three damn-near grown children and a pug, so I wasn't gonna lack for companionship anyway..
She is very lovely.. LOVE those eyes and how they pierce through your soul.
She was someone's soulmate.
Be strong buddy and would it be ok to ask who she is?
She was my best friend for many years until she just wasn't anymore. I don't think of her often but when I do it kinda crunches my heart into tiny parts.
I understand that kind of pain. Strength, pal.
I feel your pain
I know something about this kind of thing...I had a best friend who was there for me through some of the grimmest things I've ever experienced, and I was there for her through her divorce...but one day she basically decided that we weren't close friends anymore. This hurt enormously...and to make matters worse, she got mad at ME when she realized that I was angry at HER. Making matters worse, she was a coworker of mine, so every goddamn day, there she was. We haven't spoken in over a year, after a time when we knew each other better than just about anyone else.
Not much point here, except to say...I know it sucks.
Mine started a new life that I coudn't be a part of because I knew all her secrets and could bust her new life wide open in a second. She also lied to me about something unforgivable so I choose today to forgive her then I go back to hating her.
I choose to put all my pain in a little box in my head. It works most of the time, but sometimes it leaks out a little...
I choose the 'Well of my Bitterness' to dump these things into but you are right, sometimes the bucket brings up what I don't like to think about.
Life can suck sometimes, it's true.
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