So I've just hit 3k which wouldn't have been possible without all you wonderful people. To celebrate, I thought I'd post a pic of my amazing breasts. Hope you enjoy the pic, you've all earnt it! 😘
I keep old selfies of mine as keepsakes. They are little snapshots of my past where I remember vaguely for a slight moment feeling happy and beautiful and not completely utterly broken like I am ❤️
[Holidaying in the U.S]
American: "OMG! Are you Australian?!"
Me: "Yes..."
Don't say it
Don't say it
Don't say it
Don't say it
Don't say it
Don't say it...
American: "Crikey!! G'day mate!! You call that a knife? Throw another shrimp on the barbie!! Aussie Aussie Aussie!!!!!!"
The scariest thing about narcissists is that they believe their own lies to justify their horrible actions, and nothing you say or do can convince them otherwise...
Husband: I just heard the next town over got 10 inches last night. That's the wettest they've ever been for May
Me: I probably would be too after 10 inches...
Husband: What?
Me: I said that's crazy!
When did it become such a big deal that we must smile in photos? Take a look at old vintage photos, no smiles. All smiling does is create a fake memory for a snapshot in time. What if we felt down that day? I want to remember the times my eyes couldn't hide how I felt
I think I'm done with Twitter for a while. Been crying for pretty much 2 whole days now and nothing here is making me happy. Gonna take some time to clear my head. Later ppls ❤