Desultory Blog

The random happenings in my day. The thoughts and curiousness I have combined with my love of learning more about people. I will write things out on here so good luck following :)


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Don’t touch my Tail! via:cutestuff

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Don’t touch my Tail! via:cutestuff

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((Because boredom))

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waychil:

I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on

Dear girlfriend 

Dear boyfriend 

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discoverynews:

Eclipse over Idaho

discoverynews:

Eclipse over Idaho

Truth in a Story

“There is nothing more I’d love then to be with you right now. I change my mind from teasing you to letting you, to letting you be in your life to ruining everything you have right now. But you might never know this.”


There Alice sat, lost in her thoughts under a large oak tree. A soft wind blew that brought the smells of the cars going past behind her intertwined with the coolness of the water in-front of her. At this moment, her past didn’t bother her and her future didn’t frighten her. She was enjoying the here and now, something she noticed not a lot of people did. There was always stress, even in times of play. She thought too many people hid from their problems in play and didn’t face the problem straight on.

Alice was guilty of avoiding her problems too, but in her mind it was because she needed time and space to view every option. But also because it was true that problems could disappear with a little time. Alice knew that her problem wouldn’t disappear with time, it wouldn’t diminish nor would it just stop. It would keep on festering like an open wound. That is why she was sitting on a beach. She needed to think of all the possibilities, of all the ways she could change the problem. She needed to see if there was a solution.

She had feelings for a boy, and her heart and head were at odds with each other. Her heart wanted him happy, to see him smile even without her, but her heart wanted something more malicious.

“Are you sure you don’t want to taste the rainbow?” Alice had Sandi pressed up against a brick wall behind his work. One hand rested on his waist while the other wandered over his chest and shoulders. “I hear it is pretty tasty,” she said with a smile while she bit her bottom lip. Alice pressed her chest against his, moving her face in closer to his, her lips trembling in excitement. She could feel his moist breath on her skin and his package grow hard against her leg.

“I can’t,” he mumbled before his lips met hers. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her against him as they switched places. Her back was firmly against the wall and his hands were trailing down her neck as their lips massaged each others. “I can’t,” he said again and broke the kiss, leaving her against the wall as he walked back into his work without looking back.


Alice sighed as the fantasy ended. “Dammit head?! Why’d you have to get involved with that?” Flustered and annoyed with herself Alice stood up from her plot under the tree and stretched. No new thought came to her about her heartache problem. He was engaged and happy and it wasn’t to her.

The fantasy invoked memories of them working together. The smell of his cologne with the musk of Sandi that he added. She remembered the smile he had and the feelings it gave her. His smile alone made her heart skip a beat and made her feel like she swallowed butterflies. The nagging part was why she felt that way towards him. He was a stranger that she met three days earlier, and a person she was never going to see again.

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memehermetica:

It’s only a matter of time. 

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Moment

That moment when you are humbled by the fact that you are not as important to someone as they led you to believe…