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Cake day: June 12th, 2023

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  • I hear you. My partner was in, what sounds like, a similar situation. Be gentle on yourself. It’s a process. You likely know all the steps to take, keep taking them. There will likely be rejection along the way, it’s not a statement or judgment on who you are it’s just the process. You will make it to the other side and you will find succees and happiness. I know it!





  • I don’t disagree with this philosophy. Its more that I believe a few simple rules could go a long way to raising the quality of this community. For example if I walk into a library there is the notion of being nice (quiet, polite, respectful of others) - but I still assume the shelves are well organized.

    I have no issue if people disagree, but maybe consider at least a note in the sidebar talking a little about what this community is about?









  • The perfect feeling of naked skin sliding across clean sheets washed over my body as I slipped into bed. The sheets were cool, almost cold, but a warmth could be felt coming from the other side of the bed. I began to shuffle closer to the source. I slide my arm under his pillow, I continued to silde closer. I reached my arm around his side and placed my cold hand on his chest. He wrapped his arms around my hand as if it was a teddy bear. I pulled him toward me and we connected like two puzzle pieces.

    “Your hands are cold” Kurt said to me.

    A shot of confusion ran through my head.

    “I hope I don’t have a cold” Kurt said.

    My senses snapped back. The crunching sound of gravel under foot mixed with the whine of the cicadas. The road stretched forward, seemingly, forever. A gray gravel road flanked by green trees and shrub against a blue sky. The sides of the road were filled with swaths of orange flowers.

    “Where are you Ethan?” Kurt said to me rubbing his nose and letting out another sneeze. He could never sneeze just once.

    “I’m here, I just got lost in my thoughts. Also you don’t have a cold, it’s probably allergies. You are probably allergic to these orange flowers.”

    “Tiger lilies, it means it’s July”. Ethan reached down to touch one and let out another sneeze

    “I can’t keep doing this Ethan. We haven’t seen another person in months. I smell bad. I’m dirty. I’m sore and I’m scared.”

    Ethan turned around. He had plucked a tiger Lily.

    “You see me every day” he said as he begun to use his fingers to comb my hair.

    He leaned in and smelled me "you smell like you, which is not bad to me.

    He used his open hand to brush my shirt “you may be a little dirty, but I like a little dirty” he said with a grin

    “And” he tucked the flower behind my ear “you are still the most beautiful and fashionable person I know”

    I smiled

    “I’m also the only person you know” I laughed

    “Technically true” Kurt laughed back.

    Kurt reached out and grabbed my hand.

    “As soon as we get to the next town I’m stealing you a new dress” Ethan said through an enormous grin as he looked into my eyes

    I looked back “you would like that wouldn’t you”

    He winked.