It needs to be said
The water treatment industry is rife with unintentionally raunchy terminology. I suppose it could be so with any field in industrial tech
Sometimes I think about how femme I used to be and I want to go back there but I don’t know how! Like where do I even start!!!
Let it Be
Indeed. I’ve had a mixed weekend. There’s this person who I used to be very close to, and then we dated, and then we broke up, and I wanted space after all of that, but it never happened. There was a borderline stalking situation. The thing is, I really fucking love that chick. I cannot be romantically connected, though. The only way to mend this friendship was to give it space. We never did. It’s been years, and I still feel the effect of that relationship on our friendship. So now I find myself wondering why she is so unreliable, yet so unrelenting in her contacting me. Someone has to die before I see her. I know that you need people for the hard times, but what about the good times? And when I try to let it be, all this attention is generated and thrown in my direction and I just don’t want to make a stink anymore. There are those who want to keep just one foot planted on ya.
I talked to my mom about the intensity of this friendship of mine. I called it sick. Like, it’s just sick (I was upset, I really thought so). She said that it’s a once-in-a-lifetime love situation and that it isn’t sick although it might qualify as such on a psychology panel. And I though the situation was resolved, but after consulting with a few friends, the unanimous opinion is that there is still a flame.
It’s a situation many can relate to, I suppose, which is why I need to stop thinking of it as, like, mental illness. I’ve held flames for people before. But those are my burdens, not theirs. Unrequited love is selfish; I try as best I can to keep it to myself.
This is a topic this friend and I have discussed many times. If you don’t want to see me, let me go. Feelings be damned. If my presence causes this much pain, just let it go. So I will let her go. I really really really am beginning the process of letting it go. Really.
sa7o:
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so it begins
cyblorgs and roblots taking over…ok , im ready.
My eye caught a dark form lying on the river bottom. It took me a few moments to comprehend what I had stumbled upon. Lying peacefully in the shallow waters of the river, only a few meters from shore, was a full-grown cougar. The contrast between the serenity of the scene I was witnessing and what must have played out here in the cougar’s final moments made me shiver. It was the first shiver of many, as I stripped down and waded out into the icy water to get this shot. x
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this is it
this is when i started screaming internally
@flyunicornsfly this is it
GAYYYY
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