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Her needs?
Not weight—momentum.
A treasure map I chase,
checking off her desires like side quests I was made for.
She keeps me focused.
Keeps me hard.
Keeps me right on the edge…
Then lets me fall.
Reset. Repeat.
Overachiever mode: on.
Not weight—momentum.
A treasure map I chase,
checking off her desires like side quests I was made for.
She keeps me focused.
Keeps me hard.
Keeps me right on the edge…
Then lets me fall.
Reset. Repeat.
Overachiever mode: on.
June 2, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Her needs?
Not weight—momentum.
A treasure map I chase,
checking off her desires like side quests I was made for.
She keeps me focused.
Keeps me hard.
Keeps me right on the edge…
Then lets me fall.
Reset. Repeat.
Overachiever mode: on.
Not weight—momentum.
A treasure map I chase,
checking off her desires like side quests I was made for.
She keeps me focused.
Keeps me hard.
Keeps me right on the edge…
Then lets me fall.
Reset. Repeat.
Overachiever mode: on.
I watched this video today and was completely captivated by how stunning Japan is. Mount Fuji is actually wow, the temples, incredible historically rich villages, and a slow moving video that really lets you take in the beauty. Kudos to the producers. youtu.be/_4n0j0UsYiA?...
Wonders of Japan | The Hidden Places No One Talks About! | Travel Video 4K
YouTube video by Trip Insight
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May 26, 2025 at 2:02 AM
I watched this video today and was completely captivated by how stunning Japan is. Mount Fuji is actually wow, the temples, incredible historically rich villages, and a slow moving video that really lets you take in the beauty. Kudos to the producers. youtu.be/_4n0j0UsYiA?...
What if we’ve been chasing the wrong kind of love?
We glorify the spark at the start—then panic when it fades.
But maybe real love doesn’t begin with chemistry.
Maybe it begins with clarity.
We glorify the spark at the start—then panic when it fades.
But maybe real love doesn’t begin with chemistry.
Maybe it begins with clarity.
May 22, 2025 at 9:12 PM
What if we’ve been chasing the wrong kind of love?
We glorify the spark at the start—then panic when it fades.
But maybe real love doesn’t begin with chemistry.
Maybe it begins with clarity.
We glorify the spark at the start—then panic when it fades.
But maybe real love doesn’t begin with chemistry.
Maybe it begins with clarity.
Sometimes I wonder if the kind of love I crave is too rare to find.
May 19, 2025 at 12:13 PM
Sometimes I wonder if the kind of love I crave is too rare to find.
They have no business winning tonight, but that’s usually when they are at their best. The more likely outcome is that they win, restore hope, come home with a chance to rewrite history, and promptly shit the bed. What an irrational addiction I have. GLG.
May 16, 2025 at 3:01 PM
They have no business winning tonight, but that’s usually when they are at their best. The more likely outcome is that they win, restore hope, come home with a chance to rewrite history, and promptly shit the bed. What an irrational addiction I have. GLG.
You twisted my words, ignored my intentions, and called it truth. You didn’t want clarity—you wanted to win. I tried to connect, you chose to condemn. Now I see: you were never listening. You needed me to be wrong so you could feel right. And so a good thing goes bad and an opportunity is wasted.
May 15, 2025 at 2:24 AM
You twisted my words, ignored my intentions, and called it truth. You didn’t want clarity—you wanted to win. I tried to connect, you chose to condemn. Now I see: you were never listening. You needed me to be wrong so you could feel right. And so a good thing goes bad and an opportunity is wasted.
She raised 5 kids with fierce love and quiet strength. Not all of us show up the way she deserves—but those of us who do, love her enough for ten. Her life’s work was not in vain. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. You are seen, cherished, and never alone.
May 11, 2025 at 1:17 PM
She raised 5 kids with fierce love and quiet strength. Not all of us show up the way she deserves—but those of us who do, love her enough for ten. Her life’s work was not in vain. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. You are seen, cherished, and never alone.
When two souls give instinctively, not selfishly,
love becomes effortless.
She softens in his strength,
feels safe in his protection,
secure in his provision.
He rises in her warmth,
feels seen in her love,
fed by her body,
and fueled by her devotion.
Together—they flow.
love becomes effortless.
She softens in his strength,
feels safe in his protection,
secure in his provision.
He rises in her warmth,
feels seen in her love,
fed by her body,
and fueled by her devotion.
Together—they flow.
May 11, 2025 at 2:55 AM
When two souls give instinctively, not selfishly,
love becomes effortless.
She softens in his strength,
feels safe in his protection,
secure in his provision.
He rises in her warmth,
feels seen in her love,
fed by her body,
and fueled by her devotion.
Together—they flow.
love becomes effortless.
She softens in his strength,
feels safe in his protection,
secure in his provision.
He rises in her warmth,
feels seen in her love,
fed by her body,
and fueled by her devotion.
Together—they flow.
Reflecting on the importance of timing in everything we do today, I gave my friend ChatGPT a description of my thoughts on the topic and this is how it summed it all up in 300 characters. He’s pretty good this Chat guy. #Nailedit
May 11, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Reflecting on the importance of timing in everything we do today, I gave my friend ChatGPT a description of my thoughts on the topic and this is how it summed it all up in 300 characters. He’s pretty good this Chat guy. #Nailedit
Funny how people say “it’s not about you” when they leave.
But I’m the one who stayed up at night, trying to hold things together.
You couldn’t manage your mess, so I became disposable.
I’m not sad anymore. Just pissed you didn’t see what you had.
But I’m the one who stayed up at night, trying to hold things together.
You couldn’t manage your mess, so I became disposable.
I’m not sad anymore. Just pissed you didn’t see what you had.
May 8, 2025 at 7:32 PM
Funny how people say “it’s not about you” when they leave.
But I’m the one who stayed up at night, trying to hold things together.
You couldn’t manage your mess, so I became disposable.
I’m not sad anymore. Just pissed you didn’t see what you had.
But I’m the one who stayed up at night, trying to hold things together.
You couldn’t manage your mess, so I became disposable.
I’m not sad anymore. Just pissed you didn’t see what you had.
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May 8, 2025 at 1:48 AM
LEAFS WIN
2-0 SERIES LEAD
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Overwhelmed. Everything happening all at once today. Mondays, ugh.
May 5, 2025 at 2:53 PM
Overwhelmed. Everything happening all at once today. Mondays, ugh.
Today, the game was mine again.
I moved like my younger self—fluid, fearless, free.
7 for 9 at the plate, big plays at first, two wins for the team.
But the real victory?
Mind and body, finally reunited.
After years of doubt… I feel reborn.
I moved like my younger self—fluid, fearless, free.
7 for 9 at the plate, big plays at first, two wins for the team.
But the real victory?
Mind and body, finally reunited.
After years of doubt… I feel reborn.
May 4, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Today, the game was mine again.
I moved like my younger self—fluid, fearless, free.
7 for 9 at the plate, big plays at first, two wins for the team.
But the real victory?
Mind and body, finally reunited.
After years of doubt… I feel reborn.
I moved like my younger self—fluid, fearless, free.
7 for 9 at the plate, big plays at first, two wins for the team.
But the real victory?
Mind and body, finally reunited.
After years of doubt… I feel reborn.
Last summer, I nearly walked away forever. My body struggled, fear lingered, and the fire dimmed. But a warrior makes a choice—fight or surrender. I chose to rise. 8 months, 25 lbs, and countless internal battles later… I return to the field, stronger than I’ve been in 20 years. It’s a big day.
May 4, 2025 at 1:02 PM
Last summer, I nearly walked away forever. My body struggled, fear lingered, and the fire dimmed. But a warrior makes a choice—fight or surrender. I chose to rise. 8 months, 25 lbs, and countless internal battles later… I return to the field, stronger than I’ve been in 20 years. It’s a big day.
Expectation is the root of all negative emotion.
May 3, 2025 at 9:36 PM
Expectation is the root of all negative emotion.
She throws storms our way, hoping to sink me. But I’ve never needed to fight the waves—just anchor deep and stay steady. My daughter sees who’s weathered and who’s wild. One day, when she’s ready, she’ll steer toward the lighthouse, not the lightning.
May 1, 2025 at 11:46 AM
She throws storms our way, hoping to sink me. But I’ve never needed to fight the waves—just anchor deep and stay steady. My daughter sees who’s weathered and who’s wild. One day, when she’s ready, she’ll steer toward the lighthouse, not the lightning.
The value of being touched, moved, and truly inspired by the love of another human being cannot be quantified or forgotten. It’s priceless and the impact of it is timeless.
April 30, 2025 at 3:06 PM
The value of being touched, moved, and truly inspired by the love of another human being cannot be quantified or forgotten. It’s priceless and the impact of it is timeless.
I didn’t lose custody—I lost a battle for her voice.
Now I stay silent for her peace, even when it hurts.
She’s 13. When she’s ready, she’ll come home.
Until then, I stand like stone.
Because I’m not just her father—
I’m her safe place, even from afar.
Now I stay silent for her peace, even when it hurts.
She’s 13. When she’s ready, she’ll come home.
Until then, I stand like stone.
Because I’m not just her father—
I’m her safe place, even from afar.
April 30, 2025 at 12:10 PM
I didn’t lose custody—I lost a battle for her voice.
Now I stay silent for her peace, even when it hurts.
She’s 13. When she’s ready, she’ll come home.
Until then, I stand like stone.
Because I’m not just her father—
I’m her safe place, even from afar.
Now I stay silent for her peace, even when it hurts.
She’s 13. When she’s ready, she’ll come home.
Until then, I stand like stone.
Because I’m not just her father—
I’m her safe place, even from afar.
They robbed her of her worth because they couldn’t see her value. Who knew they were my Robin Hood?
April 30, 2025 at 12:04 AM
They robbed her of her worth because they couldn’t see her value. Who knew they were my Robin Hood?
