Such great memories of the Reagan Era, hallucinogenics, and a great female leg
Huge Things Happenin’ Here At The Loft!?!? ππ¦΅βοΈ
“Here’s a Thought!?” A series by Damien S. Riley #09132024 – anti-aneurism analgesic
news 4 You (getting to be old hat 4 Me.) AKA “Don’t Worry Be Happy” by old Bob-By.
And that’s the truth babe! (Spits the little girl)
Conversation:
Me: Why do you love space?
Bella: Because it’s different, EMPTY!!!
Me: Great adjective choice! What you’re saying there, really, is that there are no limits to space. Your life here at the Loft is the exact same grid, babe. You create with your feelings lovely!
β€οΈβοΈπ¦΅ Damien S. Riley, Humorist and Philosopher
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Ten Examples Of Apologies That Validate The Other
- I had a lot going on that day, I appreciate your understanding and “getting” that.
- With no one to vent to, sometimes you get the buildup, its just your proximity to me babe.
- Even though I know the news is created to inflame me about Trump, I still let it do its worst. That’s dumb of me. I’m sorry.
- I feel like we don’t communicate so I inadvertently compensate for that sometimes by overcommunicating sometimes, which reveals my need to communicate but I’m sorry, I’ll find other venting avenues, like meditation.
- Because of how I am, I need a schedule every hour, every day. When I don’t take the time, everybody is fair game and you happened to be there. I’m sorry. It’s a daily struggle sometimes.
- That annoying blunder was totally my fault but I have taken steps to ensure it will not happen again, I’m sorry for any inconvenience it caused you.
- I’m just sorry. That wasn’t the higher self I try to be. I’d love to have another chance.
- I was drowning in a sea of “shoulds” when all I “should” do in my life is practice self-love.
- I forgot that everything I need is within me.
- I was on my “man period.” (Maybe not this last one but with the right audience, it will work).
peace out.
Outstanding In Every way.
Stop The Paranoia, Day
Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.
I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole itΒ suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.
Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.
So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. βοΈ
Fuck Fuck Can’t Ignore The Pain
Woman search status: ongoing.