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Just this… – MalinaPoetryOfLoveAndLife
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July 1, 2015. Aint that the truth! One thought on “ Just this…. August 14, 2015 at 6:29 pm. God don’t I know it! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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The Torment Of My Memory – MalinaPoetryOfLoveAndLife
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August 14, 2015. August 14, 2015. The Torment Of My Memory. It’s been a long time since I saw you. Smelt you, tasted you on my lips or even looked into your eyes. Those eyes that speak to me in a way that words cannot describe. I have clearly memorised you in my mind, imprinted in my consciousness. Every curvature of muscle the shape of your lips, your hands, your torso. I can even invigorate the feeling in my body of how it feels when you touch me. 8220;And my world will stop spinning”…. One Hot Spanish...
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Background v Foreground – MalinaPoetryOfLoveAndLife
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July 24, 2015. July 24, 2015. Do you forgive me for having to always keep you in the background? There was a time where YOU were in the Foreground – my addiction. You never complain, you never ask for more, you understand why. But now, times have changed years have gone by but I cannot let you go. So I keep you in the background. You never complain, you never ask for more, you understand why. It is my own self with that I have to reconcile with. Did I make the right choice? July 24, 2015 at 1:56 pm.
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Friend – graceramblings
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Receiving and living Grace. August 9, 2015. Grace after an affair. Sundays are always the worst. Could not get out of bed this morning. Had a brutal fight escalating out of control with my wife before even stepping out of bed. Finally got up, showered, ate and went back to bed. Got up to take my daughter to an activity. Came back and fell into bed again. Ly this is still the truth) defines me? God loves sinners. He has forgiven me my anger, my addictions etc. through his sacrifice. He loves me. So there,...
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Wound inventory – graceramblings
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Receiving and living Grace. August 2, 2015. August 2, 2015. The book I am reading says I should make an inventory of my life and the wounds I received and then tell it to God and also to someone else. It says that as I dig up the pain and bring it to God, healing can take place. So God and fellow blogger, here is a start to that. Tragic.” When I was still living with my parents I almost never saw him. He worked. Hard. Provided for us. That he did. View all posts by johnsmith213231. So beautiful. I wa...
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breathe. | Confessions in black and white
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Confessions in black and white. I've cancelled my subscription to your humanity). I was just an easy target, and I’m grateful that I finally know that. I think this will be my last post here. Thank you all for everything. but I’m being called on. 8 Comments to “breathe.”. 03/03/2015 at 4:34 am. He might be fine and mean it and i am quite sure you mean nothing to him, but you’re still talking about the wrong person. You and he BOTH did this to a mother! 03/03/2015 at 4:40 am. I hope you eventually can too.
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Friend – graceramblings
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Receiving and living Grace. August 9, 2015. Grace after an affair. Sundays are always the worst. Could not get out of bed this morning. Had a brutal fight escalating out of control with my wife before even stepping out of bed. Finally got up, showered, ate and went back to bed. Got up to take my daughter to an activity. Came back and fell into bed again. Ly this is still the truth) defines me? God loves sinners. He has forgiven me my anger, my addictions etc. through his sacrifice. He loves me. So there,...
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4th time | wonderme12
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He’s the start of my life story. In between →. July 14, 2015. 8220;I love everything about you,” he said. 8220;I love your mind. I love your body. I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you feel about about me. And, i love you.”. He was looking into my eyes, we were wrapped up mid love making. It was very simple, and yet my heart went into acrobat mode, flipping around nonsrop while i try to take it in. I think I may have gasped- i exhaled like I hadn’t exhaled in months. In between →. You are c...
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In between | wonderme12
https://wonderme12.wordpress.com/2015/07/21/in-between
July 21, 2015. Has something ever seemed so perfect for you, that you almost yearn to find something wrong? To the point that you think you may ruin it? That’s where i am at. He says and does all the right things… tells me to feel how happy his heart his, how beautiful this is between us, how he wants to be wherever I am because that’s where his heart is. Why do I question it all, then? The timing sucks, for 1. We gave children, families, careers, and are states away. View all posts by wonderme12 →.
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If There is No Struggle, There is No Progress | Happily. Ever? ..After
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Rising above all the bullshit after my husbands infidelity. If There is No Struggle, There is No Progress. June 4, 2015. September 14, 2015. 8211; Post His Affair –. 8230;I notice every. single. thing… the good, the bad, and the ugly. Like a deer in headlights. What I am trying to say is. Its not just all on me anymore. We are a team again. United as one. Can’t say picture perfect, but maybe. a beautiful disaster. a collage😛. A working progress we are. I am beyond thankful for them actually. Fill in you...
