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I need to write something and I’m high rn but I need a one shot to write about 

Hey guys, it’s been a little bit of a while since I’ve been on here, so turns out the girl didn’t like me and just wanted to take information from me to no more about my wife because she likes my wife, but at the end of the day she hurt my wife’s feelings yesterday by embarrassing, her saying that she cheats on her with somebody else but yet I posted pictures of my wife and she also posted pictures of dates between my wife and her and then all of a sudden she gets upset start saying these things and she said in front of my wife’s client on the phone, which embarrassed her so much and that pissed me off, so yeah, I was played by a girl that said she liked me, but she didn’t end. This made me agitated, but at the end of the day. I choose myself over anybody. And that’s the update. Also, this might be a lot of information because I smoked some grass.. anyways the new font or whatever they updated on this app is phenomenal. All right. I’m going. Peace out. -Debs

Omg THE GIRL KISSED ME!!! I was kissing the girl and my wife was kissing her too and I like her and with time I want to ask her to be my gf I’ve never done this before but I really enjoyed it. 

Why do masculine woman are attracted to me??? I’m a masc myself and I love femmes but this woman told my wife she wants to kiss me when we go for ice cream on Sunday.
          
          
          What should I even do??

My wife is talking to this other woman and wants to meet me I’m nervous. We might become a poly relationship. Idk how it’s going to go but all I know is that I’m going to bed I’ve worked a lot today. 
          
          Peace out

I want to write poems so here’s one …….
          
          the sky folds shut like heavy curtains
          and the last thread of light
          slips out through a tear
          
          then—
          silence.
          
          not empty, but listening.
          
          the rain arrives slowly at first—
          tick…
          tick…
          tick…
          
          a soft tapping on roofs,
          on windows,
          on the skin of the world
          
          then it deepens—
          
          pssshhhhhh
          shhhhhhHHH
          pitter-patter rising into a hushing chorus
          
          like a million fingers
          brushing the earth awake
          
          the streetlights blur
          through a veil of falling water,
          each glow a small, trembling sun
          drowning in glass
          
          puddles gather in dark mirrors—
          reflecting nothing clearly
          just broken pieces of sky
          and passing shadows
          
          a leaf trembles,
          clinging to a branch
          as wind threads through it—
          whispering secrets it cannot keep
          
          the trees lean in the rain,
          slow and patient,
          their branches dripping time
          
          drip…
          drip…
          drip…
          
          somewhere a gutter sings its hollow song—
          a low, metallic murmur
          like a distant heartbeat
          
          the world holds its breath
          
          no footsteps.
          no voices.
          no engines.
          
          only the soft conversation
          between rain and ground—
          
          sssshh…
          ssshh…
          
          the air smells like stone and water,
          like soil remembering itself,
          like something old being gently washed clean
          
          a window fogs with warmth inside,
          and outside—
          everything fades into gray
          
          but it is not lifeless
          
          it is resting.
          
          a night that has closed its eyes
          while the rain keeps watch
          
          and somewhere, far off,
          a final drop falls—
          
          plink—
          
          and the silence answers back
          like it heard everything

Well I said I would never try weed and I did and honestly with a good mindset it works well but I can’t smoke that without my wife lmao. Also I got a new job and life has been rough but I’m still moving. I drink without my wife cuz like I know my limits but smoking not really idk why I decided to post this but whatever. 

I’m sad and just annoyed with life. Orlando passed away two days before Christmas and I’m broken and I honestly can’t deal with the hurt it’s ruining my mood and I’m numb. 

Guys I need your help what should I write? A poem, smut? Let me know. I want to try to come back into this app like I used to. 
          
          
          ❤️Debs

Hey everyone!! 
          
          I wanted to tell you all I have Instagram please follow me @dreamydebs98