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snarftrampstamp · 10 months
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Buying deworming medication for me and my werewolf boyfriend
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goldinlisa · 2 years
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In 2015 I published my first book “Who Are You, Again?” @amazon @amazonkindle to give artists & music-lovers an on-the-road perspective of what a career in the music industry looks like. Topics include onstage and offstage etiquette, contract clauses to watch out for, the art of brilliance, maintaining a healthy image and social spin, top places to perform and what it’s really like being on tour (and…living with a band!) 💫🤘🏼🧘🏼‍♀️🎶 It’s the hardcore stuff we as music industry bods have gone thorough, and wished someone, anyone, had had a peptalk about any of this right at the beginning! For instance, how to get over the constant “no, not you” to become chosen (almost and perhaps fortunately) every time 😉 [balls of steel, I tell ya!] The book launch was a concert held at Skoobs Montecasino in South Africa, and the reason it had music is because I wrote an album alongside the book! Anddd…the hard copy comes with the album. Sooo…if you grab a Kindle copy, tag me on socials @goldinlisa with you and your digital copy and I’ll send you a code to download the album as a gift! Check out the book launch concert here 👉🏼 https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBQmU5QgQ7lkrec17GzGsyToXiqxjnY2v 🤓 You’ll also find a second picture-book with top tips called “40 Ways To Tame Musicians”…for those who prefer quick-reads and pictures 😬 Hit the link in my bio on where to grab a copy 👉🏼 https://www.goldinlisa.com/wp/goldinbook/ or head straight to Amazon/Kindle! May these inspire you to create, love and perform music with all your heart, even more so! Lotsa love, Goldilocks xxx #myfirstbook #publication #selfpublished #amazon #kindle #amazonkindle #musicindustrytips #whattheydonttellyou https://www.instagram.com/p/CgEbMd1JEtY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mymetric360 · 6 months
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🤔What do people not tell women who have adopted?
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kmashblue42-blog · 4 years
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Adderall ruined my relationship!! The letter I wrote to the love of my life I was losing.
Our love deteriorated after OUR introduction to Adderall
I want you to know as I’m writing this, I am experiencing emotional waves of helplessness and sorrow. My chest is so tight from trying to hold back tears because my eyes are on fire from another episode of WHATEVER is going on with my body. My eyes are feeling puffy my face is tingling as if someone is pulling my ponytail back and stretching my face beyond its elasticity.. I am literally experiencing SEVERE CONSTANT deep afibs (NOT PALPITATIONS) and I am feeling more lost within myself that I’m scared to go to the emergency room AGAIN because the EKG isn’t picking it up the 1 and a half minutes they are recording it.... I feel forced to sit here outside and talk myself down into not thinking about that I just discovered what I am experiencing is a combination of loosing the man who once ADORED me the way I adored him before our recreational use of Adderall and the fact that i am trapped in a mind that can rationally identify what is happening with my body and the severity of every symptom as well as the correlations of this untreated neglected state with the TOXIC combination of adderall induced depression and anxiety.
I am not able to speak to the one person on this Earth who was interested enough in me and actually believed me when I say I AM SERIOUSLY CONCERNED FOR MYSELF.
I have two girls that need me to survive this and to find ANY hope right now I am not even capable of releasing this dark hopelessness that I have NEVER felt before under any extreme traumatic experience I’ve been though!
I feel trapped in a hypnosis that I feel has defeated me mentally. I am loosing myself at such a rate that I am now depended on the SOLE existence of simple acknowledgement from the one person I could courageously admit to. But you are currently sleeping in a hotel and after my desperate attempt to break through the wall you were talking through on the phone....... you denied me and we hung up.
I am scared to go inside until I collect my self and be able to lay quietly without sobbing next to my girls who have expressed sorrow for me and i can’t bring it to myself to deny them of my love nor show them my sadness.
I am STUCK and I blame Adderall and I can’t unsee what I now see. I have been cursed with an interest in psychology and have retained enough information over years of researching and personal experiences that I CAN NOT unlearn the very thing that is eating me alive. I KNOW what is going on with my body even after a bunch of hit or miss brainstorming and exhausting hours of research in a field I’m NOT familiar with. I KNOW what Adderall has done to us and even if we never touched it again neither one of us can purify what we have already contaminated our love with. We can’t unsee the beast in the beauty because even though we created a chemistry so strong that my love and commitment to you made me wage war within my sole to UNDERSTAND our darknesses laid dormant but our love masked its face... we have now seen that face in each other and it feels irreversible.
It has become the lenses that once was impenetrable and now... after that exposure...it is devastating to feel the confirmation that there is NO spiritual cry of desperation that you can hear of mine anymore.
👁That disconnection from me and your denial itself....has robbed ME from being able to convince MYSELF that even in my darkest moments THERE IS NO ESCAPE from the inevitable.
This is dark and deep I know, but every word my mind has dispatched to my fingers is the strongest and purest form of communication I can give you. I am not suicidal, I am not demented, I am not simply overwhelmed with thoughts I that I can but refuse to cut off.... I am genuinely lost. I’m lost with my body and it’s alerts, my mind and it’s clarity even in the darkest moments, my maternal instinct prison demanding compliance, my what once was an indestructible light and now I miss the feeling of knowing at our worst moments I have your understanding that we carry the same darkness but it did not over power the determination of our love.
I took a moment to sob and my face doesn’t feel like I’m having a fucking allergic reaction again... that itself... what is happening on top of all this other fucking odd undesirable shit is still a mystery. I just don’t care anymore to try and find out. I just trust that if I start to not be able to breath again my mind shuts down and my body takes over to calm itself. I feel a little better now.
To continue where I left off before my break. I miss you! (here comes the fucking tears now.. less restricting and a bit warmer) Just Bare with me through this, I’m literally telling myself I’m talking to you and it’s helping me some..
I miss your twinkle in your eyes. I miss the deepness behind them, the space no one but I can look into... past the beauty that traps a gaze and doesn’t allow entrance. The smile in your wrinkles on those eyes that show their years of denial you have put them through. You can’t deny them anymore and they speak to me. Your finger tips that can penetrate 30 years of skin that has touched a lifetime of earth and yet surfs on every nerve tickling each one with a constant reminder that they are not hidden from your love. I miss the feeling of knowing you are being dishonest and your eyes are scanning for hope I won’t see behind them and me leaning in begging for the moment I can see you courage to finally submit to honesty.. that moment I get that I can exhale with confidence that you are still mine and you have accepted that I love you unconditionally and can understand you only when you are at your purest form. Then and only then am I released from the undeniable compliance to dance with your darkness. You open up to me and I forgive you instantaneously.
I miss the colors of the tones only you have a key to unlocking. I miss them so bad, they are tones that my inner child has been deprived from my entire life and can only be seen through your happiness. I miss the focus you give me when I say your name, the fixation on the tone of seduction or fear. The same fixation you have shown me through intimacy. The confidence you infect me with and so effortlessly. I miss you missing me in these ways I miss you. I know that with any of our previous trials, regardless of manner, origin or intensity that our love could not be penetrated until we allowed Adderall into our lives. I’m not talking about the chemical formulated into an latter form of a tablet. I’m talking about the control of our limitations. The slow consumption of our subconscious that kept us from allowing our darkness to take light for the other to see. The parasite that attached itself and once allowed, without boundary now....Able to come and go as needed tearing each other apart with our tongues and disgust. Speaking to each other in such manner that seemed natural in that come down state after excessive use of what we thought was enlightening us.... the come down of Adderall. I miss the moment I cried to you in the bathroom when I looked into your black dilated eyes searching for my safe haven and couldn’t get access too, being forced to expand my vision to see the shrinkage in my beautiful mans facial structure... the moment I became scared of a darkness I have seen in my past that constantly preyed on my defeat. That moment I cried and called into you and you cried out back to me. The moment I found courage to not run and demand your innocence back to protect me... I wish I would have said more and I wish I would have declared more so we would have never touched it again. That was the moment I knew regardless of the deepest darkest appearance of something that has taken so much from me... and stunned my core like a cold coma ...had no control over the love my man had for me!
I forced myself to find courage to be so vulnerable to you that I could allow you to transform me into the soulmate you were destined to create with me. And I fought so hard to try and demanded you to acknowledge that you loved me more than the darkness I was seeing and experiencing throughout the past 6 months that I forgot I wasn’t speaking to you with the same tongue. That in fact, I was speaking the same language you were speaking through Adderall. Our highs and lows, our filth to each other, our resistance that became the shield over our clarity. I was infected with the same dark parasite that I was trying to convince you you had. And in turn, opened up the one thing I could never take back..... my innocence to you. YOUR kryptonite. So you see.. EVERYTHING around us reminds me of the beauty we have created so magically..and created such a comfort with your presence that HOME is felt and not just said for me and my girls.... now reminds me of what we have destroyed TOGETHER.
I miss you so much it’s tearing me apart internally and I feel like I am now succumbing to the reality that I have no control of nothing in my body or my mind because I lost the control to defend our love even against my own defeater. I have to live every moment with the understanding that I can not escape to your comfort anymore from the fear of life even with my weakest cries.
I love you like I love the craving to touch the dewy clover patch from the morning sunrise.
Like the taste of the letters from long anticipated book creased open for the first time.
I love you like I love the rivers in my hands that I have stared at every day of my life with pride. Watching them grow deeper. The bends and breaks from every movement that now has purpose, reason for forming through years of wear meant to protect the nerves that only you were meant to activate.
I loved you more than I have loved myself and by doing so has made me aware, that by not only loosing you I have now lost myself. Because the idea now of happiness and all the beauty that I require to create that happiness is only accessible through the love I saw I gave you.
I love how you take movement and time away when you look back at me from a distance, just long enough to tickle my adolescence. Creating an internal countdown defaulting as the hand never moves..until I can see you again.
I love the way your face changes it’s structure to caress mine so softly that my jaw is forced to relax to feel its warmth. Feeling your touch demanding it’s presence in the most delicate form without negotiation. You have always controlled my body line a puppet.
I miss the you I thought I was protecting by demanding you to endure cleansing that I thought would force you to recognize failure towards me but actually I was creating self preservation by pushing you to the point of jumping that I had not first secured with comfort. You slipped away Further each time I demanded closeness through admission of guilt.
I miss you and I’m sorry for the deepness but I do feel like now I can breathe a little bit better and can go to bed with the girls now. I’m scared and I’m lonely.... I’m companied with everything we have created and everything I crave and I felt compelled to tell you how I felt even in the most novel way in hopes for you to understand the wickedness I see has been shown. And I am sorry for allowing you to see the part of me that was never meant to be seen and I’m sorry that has also allowed me to bring out that part of you as well. I do not omit what has been said and done to me from you but I am forced to acknowledge even the deepest regrets that I have......... that I allowed myself to provoke that darkness within you and that is my failure as well.
I’m taking a smoke intermission before closing.
I’m going my ass to bed. I’ve had enough of everything and to be honest I wish I could wake up and you be here outside waiting on me with coffee like the old times forcing me to smile so big my dry lips chap from just waking up.
The reality is I’m just STUCK. You know... now that I write it all down.. I guess it must be a lot like how MawMaw Sue got stuck, in the last memories that mattered the most, that could never be recovered after her love and her life and everything she gave herself to had been tainted by darkness. I don’t want to end up like that. Where you’r stuck in a loop of reality of stolen identity. Stolen by something not of your Pureness.
Like Adderall... and our relationship after it.
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jwhitelondon · 5 years
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BBC Four: The Rise and Fall of Nokia. A very interesting documentary of the phone we all used to have once upon a time. When did it all change? How and why did we get to a point where it’s now considered normal to have a battery that only lasts a day and a phone that will break and the screen shatter if dropped? Once upon a time your trusty Nokia would have seen you through everything, and if the screen shattered or broke, people would have demanded a refund. When did it become ok and when did it become normal to spend a fortune on a phone that is not as robust and then to upgrade achieve year? The human and ecological cost of these smart phones is enormous. It take 62 different metals mined including atulum from the Earth to make a smartphone. These metals have to mined form the Earth, primarily in Africa but also Asia. These mines are controlled as anything that makes money is, by gangs who exploit women and children in order to keep wages low and profits up for their sales to the huge global companies. So far 4.5 million Africans have died in the pursuit and control of the mining of the metals needed to make our smartphones. So. In other words, the smarter our phones the more Africans die, the more our planet and natural resources perish. When will this pursuit and advancement and hunger for new technology wake up and realise the harm it is doing , both to the Earth and to the human race. As we move towards the year of the metal rat in 2020, here’s hoping we can start making some changes on a global scale that do not see us abuse the Earth or humanity anymore. Fingers crossed we all get a wake up call, and next time you’re thinking of an upgrade consider your decision. #nokia #bbcfour #theriseandfallofnokia #smartphones #smartphone #technology #africa #humanity #wherewillitallend #yearoftherat #2020 #hopeforabetterfuture #stopchildlabour #mining #abusingtheearth #hope #whattheydonttellyou #planetearth #naturalresources https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mD4Han4Xy/?igshid=vimyasf5h90w
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cosplay-caricature · 4 years
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#netflix #netflixandchill #disneyplus #streamingservice #whattheydonttellyou #psa https://www.instagram.com/p/B45-x91DC4c/?igshid=soad7fmz273w
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thetravelingtotoros · 5 years
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Really? That’s it? Well then...for future reference those of you who may be transitioning. Make sure you change your names on your school transcripts as well as on the other important things in your life. You never know what will come back #totoro #lifelesson #whattheydonttellyou #transitioning #namechange https://www.instagram.com/p/BvnuPEAg7nZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xvy1tlrixx5o
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whatimtrippinon · 7 years
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presence is key. your breath is powerful. #meditation #concentration #profanity #whattheydonttellyou #profanitywear
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crocgirl420 · 4 years
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how is this a tip?????? it’s not a tip! it’s just a poorly articulated fact
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lindilouwho · 4 years
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All the snoring. My husband snores louder than anyone I have ever heard. In our bedroom in the basement I can hear him through the floorboards into our livingroom. He has interrupted my tv shows from the basement WHILE SLEEPING.
No one tells you that part of marriage; the part about them snoring, or hogging the blankets, the fact he likes our bedroom to be the Sahara and I need the North Pole. We never agree on temperature so one of us is always miserable. The marriage talk doesn’t come with a conversation about how he doesn’t put the toilet seat down even though you know he was raised better, or how annoying it is when he falls asleep on the couch instead of staying up to go to bed with you and how while yes it is infuriating it also breaks your heart just a little because you feel like you’re not as important as you were.
No one tells you about how he doesn’t pay attention to what is in the laundry so your favorite ‘gentle cycle hang dry’ shirt ended up in the dryer and now looks like it will fit your toddler. No one mentions the stinky feet or crusty socks that you ALWAYS find right in your way and the work boots your CONSTANTLY tripping over.
You hear about not going to bed mad, and the fact you’ll have arguments but love will get you through. Knowledge about sharing responsibilities and how communication is the most important thing in the world are what all of your cards and sage words of advice will be. “Raising children is a team effort and make sure you are always on the same page” is my favorite.
In today’s society, it isn’t uncommon for a couple to live together long before they get married. Hell in some cases there are children involved before marriage (mine). But something you don’t hear about is how saying ‘I do’ to someone changes your whole life. We lived together, my son was the ring bearer in my wedding. We had spent time together and had good times and bad before we took vows; but something about actually being married really changed our relationship. Maybe it is time, experience, or the vows themselves; I’m not sure.
Here are a few more things you may not get told when you get married; as annoying as the snoring is, it comforting because I know he is still breathing. He steals the blanket but always pulls me close and cuddles me because he knows I get hot when covered and cuddled. He forgets to put the toilet seat down, but he is the first to scrub the toilet when it is dirty. He falls asleep on the couch because he doesn’t want to go to bed without me because then he wouldn’t sleep as well.
He tries to do laundry so I don’t get overwhelmed with it, and sometimes he forgets to ask what needs to be hung up. His socks stink cause he has been running all day and working so hard. His boots are in the way because that’s where he was sitting when the kids vied for his attention and he forgot to move them before playing with them.
He still looks at me with desire in his eyes and tells me everyday how beautiful and sexy I am even though I have put on weight and don’t have the same figure as when we met. The way he plays with the kids shows me he knows how to have fun, but when he holds them until they fall asleep is the most attractive thing about him. He is protective of me but knows I can take care of myself. He does what he can to make sure I take time out for myself even when I don’t think I need it. He deals with all of my insecurities and a temper the size of Jupiter with a grin and joke, even when I don’t want him to be funny.
Being married is hard, one of the hardest things I have ever done but also one of the most rewarding; I couldn’t imagine my life with anyone else.
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phenomenalnia · 6 years
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Pretty much everyday mood 🤷🏾‍♀️😩 but for me it’s just the one kid hopefully when we have more kids we’ll have a nanny or my mom will be retired 😬 #NoDaysOff . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #Motherhood #Blogger #LosAngeles #BoyMom #Breastfedbaby #Mom #FirstTimeMom #MomLife #BabyBoy #Mother #Lifestyle #California #Cali #NoSleep #Mom #MyLife #CurrentMood #Mood #LoveMyBaby #WhatTheyDontTellYou https://www.instagram.com/p/BnapZMGFQAm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17mq6y2xo9ffx
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So some say it's self care Sunday so I figured let's do a beauty tip BEAUTY TIP: 💅never file your nails back and forth in a sawing ↔motion. This shreds your free edge and causes breakage and peeling. Go from side to center on each side ➡⬅to meet in the middle. 💅 #beautytip #nails💅 #beautyadvisor #eachoneteachone #learnsomethingnew #beautysecrets #whattheydonttellyou #selfcaresundays #selfcare
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jayy-bean · 7 years
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Down to my last few.... #nativeamerican #nativepride #nativeactivism #canada #chippewar #whattheydonttellyou #learnyourhistory #
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fitpaprika-blog · 7 years
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That moment when you almost finish all the food you made during meal prep last weekend 😂🍽 #thedarksideofmealprep #whattheydonttellyou #mealprep #dishes #fitlife #healthylifestyle #health #someonecomecleanup
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diaryofasavedgirl · 7 years
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I DID IT! AY! AY! AY! I've reached one of my first student-loan-eradication milestones. It wasn't even a week ago that I was rethinking my whole student loan pay-off plan. I knew that I was going to pay off one of my loans this month, however it still seemed so far away. But I prayed for strength to get it done. As of yesterday, one of my 7 student loans is PAID OFF and it only took three months. I sacrificed and strategized and prayed and I did it with God's help. You don't have to have a six-figure salary to get out of debt, you just have to be determined and use your money wisely. #ididit #youcandoittoo #navientthoughtheyownedme #nosugardaddy #callmesugarmama #studentloans #studentloan #college #student #collegedebt #whattheydonttellyou #loan #debt #paid #money #debtfree #sacrifice #budget #budgetmanagement #save #wise #thebudgetnista #daveramsey
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prochoicejuno · 5 years
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#WhatTheyDontTellYou
A little gross fact they don't tell you about pregnancy is that when you begin to show your mucus plug it doesn't come out all together, it comes out in chunks over the period of a few hours
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