u/Accordingtomearea051

Planted a few if not all.

I had to capture it

I fall in love with this woman over and over again; it is found in her small acts of service. I don’t know her specific love language, but I know she loves flowers and plants, and she treasures her tiny garden in our homestead. I know she loves me, for neither she nor I are afraid of uttering the words or expressing ourselves fully.

​Yesterday, I arrived home from work to find a well-cooked meal. She had bought eggs because I’ve been obsessed with them lately. She even bought me cold medication and a ginger concoction after asking for my preference. I refuse to see her just as my mother; she is my friend. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, which she laughed at, but I know she truly loved it.

​She woke me at 5:00 AM while she was penning a message to my older sister. Afterward, she made me hot coffee infused with ginger. When I asked what inspired her, she said she had tasted it the other day, found it sweet, and made it specifically because she knows I love coffee.

​Lord, I love this woman.

​I remember on Mother’s Day, she was on the phone with her friends and mentioned that I hadn’t penned her a beautiful message or a video edit like I always do. She said it was okay because I haven't been doing well lately.

The truth is, I have it saved. I write a poem for every loved one in my life because words carry on into the next lifetime. I may fade, and my face might slip from memory, but my words will live beyond me. I’ll buy her a bouquet perhaps something small. She makes it effortless to love her.I knew she loved my works , idk what i did to deserve her if fate wills may our threads intertwine in the next lifes.

I love you strangers on reddit I hope you make someone experience this type of love and that you may experience it too.

I fall in love with this woman over and over again; it is found in her small acts of service. I don’t know her specific love language, but I know she loves flowers and plants, and she treasures her tiny garden in our homestead. I know she loves me, for neither she nor I are afraid of uttering the words or expressing ourselves fully.

​Yesterday, I arrived home from work to find a well-cooked meal. She had bought eggs because I’ve been obsessed with them lately. She even bought me cold medication and a ginger concoction after asking for my preference. I refuse to see her just as my mother; she is my friend. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, which she laughed at, but I know she truly loved it.

​She woke me at 5:00 AM while she was penning a message to my older sister. Afterward, she made me hot coffee infused with ginger. When I asked what inspired her, she said she had tasted it the other day, found it sweet, and made it specifically because she knows I love coffee.

​Lord, I love this woman.

​I remember on Mother’s Day, she was on the phone with her friends and mentioned that I hadn’t penned her a beautiful message or a video edit like I always do. She said it was okay because I haven't been doing well lately. The truth is, I have it saved. I write a poem for every loved one in my life because words carry on into the next lifetime.

I may fade, and my face might slip from memory, but my words will live beyond me. I’ll buy her a bouquet perhaps something small. She makes it effortless to love her.I knew she loved my works , idk what i did to deserve her if fate wills may our threads intertwine in the next lifes.

I love you strangers on reddit I hope you make someone experience this type of love and that you may experience it too.

You cannot shame the shameless hmm I don't think so. (LR)

​Kama kawaida, niliumwa na a perverted bug. Today I clocked off work, kufika hapo stage, an accident had happened,a tree fell on someone, may their soul rest in peace. There was traffic and no cars were coming, so I knew I had to walk in the rain.

​I started walking in the light shower.I loved it I've always loved it. I was wearing some official tight gray pants and a jacket covering my head with a hood, the headlights from the cars illuminating my way. A cat-call here and there.As the rain dripped of me my mind started running I was literally soaked, as I imagined myself wearing white tee and shorts the rain soaking through my clothes such that they could see through me, my nipples visible, my mound too. I was feeling primal tempted to flash them I was this close but i decided against it. The bitch in me was in heat and I was feeling primal ready to f*** like dogs.

​I finally boarded a mat, wanne wanne ka orbit. This guy was sitting next to me, my thighs to his , his body heat sipping into mine aggravating my need. I typed this (what is in the pic ) I really needed dick. Unfortunately for me He (the first guy) got off soon.

​I tapped the guy next to me after the first guy alighted, showing him my screen. He didn't immediately get what I was asking; he thought I was asking him to pass the phone as I tried to signal "read it." In that instance, my instincts had me retracting my phone, that was not my pervert. That nigga’s two seconds of unawareness had me retracting my phone and going home to a session.

​Such a good bad way to start a week for the weak.

Utakula Nutella ama nikae nayo. Do you prefer whipping cream maybe ama asali ? Will you lie down or flip onto your side.....

I love creatives. People who can capture your 3 seconds of attention span. I decided to pop into took and boom there was this guy talk of some good vulgar marketing skills

The green is like a breath of fresh air

The short terrain is good. I got the best of it before the rains beat me up.

I remember trying to get back into reading and she unlocked it for me, the mental block.

Last woman who had me in this position was Yiyun Li.

I love water , dirty or not