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One guys take on life and love. About The Zombie Shuffle Blog. Sometimes life gets hard, and there is a sense of being trapped in a situation and a longing to be free . The things is, that sort of freedom is a fantasy and is not attainable.
How To Not Hate My Husband. Who exactly are we talking about? How I met my beloved and a boyfriend. Who the fuck cares right? I mean what is with me finding posts or seeing things about how you met your mate, tell us your story. Talk about a combo back in the day.
I was devastated in the way you are when your first love leaves. 8221; I had been working since I was fifteen, and although my parents paid for my college, they instilled in me the need for good work ethic and the need to sometimes make sacrifices to live.
Traveling for work is fun.
An Anniversary NOT to be celebrated! December 20, 2016. Well one year has officially passed since my official D Day of December 10, 2015. I really do hope one day it will not matter anymore, that we will be free from any further hurt.
My Journey through divorce and finding myself again.
Crazy love, genius advice, very hot sex. To Squirt Is To Breathe. His Pleasure, Your Power. Every Girl Needs An Apron. Panties Or No Panties? This Is The Question. A Little Candlelight, A Little Dress, And A Little Chicken. They Like Big Butts And They Cannot Lie. What Is The Deal With Men And Food? .
Saturday, November 13, 2010. 183; Posters and Prints. 183; Tools and Equipment. 183; Sub Machine Guns. 183; Shelter and Basing. 183; Games and Mods. Posted by The Zombie Survivor.
Saturday, November 13, 2010. 183; Posters and Prints. 183; Tools and Equipment. 183; Sub Machine Guns. 183; Shelter and Basing. 183; Games and Mods. Posted by The Zombie Survivor.
A Ninja, trapped in the mind of an Overthinker. Thinking back, I remember learning about biblical stories and other religious parables and whatnot, and I remember learning something specifically geared to demonize women. Then I learned biology is a helluva thing. From what I remember, women got their periods as punishment for something. They had to bleed and be in pain once a month for some transgression.