A unknown person of same sex came on to me sexually and we had sex and I climaxed
Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro is one of the nicest looking beach in the world, and for the world cup it also one of the loudest as well. Sadly I wasn’t there during the world cup; I was just there on vacation, the flight there was awful, nothing but turbulence, and if anybody knows me, I absolutely hate turbulence but she was holding my hand all the way there and it made me feel relaxed. We landed in the morning and we decided to do the first tourist attraction that everybody goes to, a stroll on the Copacabana beach, the stroll turned into a long walk along the whole beach and the most unforgettable part was when Jessica turned to me and she told me she loved me.
Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro is one of the nicest looking beach in the world, and for the world cup it also one of the loudest as well. Sadly I wasn’t there during the world cup; I was just there on vacation, the flight there was awful, nothing but turbulence, and if anybody knows me, I absolutely hate turbulence but she was holding my hand all the way there and it made me feel relaxed. We landed in the morning and we decided to do the first tourist attraction that everybody goes to, a stroll on the Copacabana beach, the stroll turned into a long walk along the whole beach and the most unforgettable part was when Jessica turned to me and she told me she loved me,
I was in a cave i was digging for crystals the rock cracked open with the pick axe and a rainbow coloured crystal was inside
I was in Prussia on a camping trip I ended up cheating and having sex with another guy and I enjoyed it then I had to take the morning after pill because he had climaxed inside of me and we went to the drugstore and get the pill and then we continued to have sex and it was out of love
Someone wants to fight me, they become threatening. im not scared, me and some friends are ready to tag-team them and we bought weapons, she's got a pick axe and i got a bat. my aim might be a little off though.. but they came unprepared, we fight them off and they go scattering. dont underestimate your opponent.
My father who I adore died & we had a wake. He was dead but not in a coffin I could see the bones of his left lower leg but there was tissue on the lateral aspect. He was naked except for his genitals. He had yellow mucous coming from his bowel. It was a happy nightmare. All in colour. There was long green grass in a large cemetery in full colour. I fell in.a grave but was not frightened. He was singing & managed to move to another location. He was always lying comfortably but had yellow mucous bowel movement wherever he had been. He was relaxed and singing. I could not video it so people would see he was alright. I woke up.
I am in a coffee shop or diner. It's very busy. My friend works there and I sit at the counter eating breakfast, and drinking coffee. It's early morning hours and dark outside, and snowing. All the waitresses have pony tails and aprons on. Surrounded by waitresses or women. My ex is eating breakfast with is friend, my friends husband. I'm nervous and fearful he will see me. I'm really scared to see him. My heart is breaking because I want to talk to him but I'm afraid. He see's me and I act like I don't see him. I turn away from him and talk to his friend Scott. My ex stands behind me trying to get my attention. He puts his chin on my shoulder because I have my back toward him. He comes up behind me and holds me very tight. I won't turn around. He talks to me. He asks me if I still love him. he tells me he misses me and thinks about me, and he says he loves me. I finally turn around and break down crying and put my face on his chest. He hugs me tight. I feel relief. I feel loved. He drops a bag but ignores it and continues to hold onto me not letting go. I stoop down to pick up the stuff and it's cakes, doughnuts, cheesecake, cookies, candy and he won't let go of me, his arm is still around me gripping me tight. I give him the stuff back and I finally tell him how much I miss him. He rejects me and tells me it's over and walks out the door, and I start crying. I chase after him and scream in a high voice how angry I am that he has left me there crying. He laughs at me. Some girl calls and I answer the telephone, her name is Diana, she asks my friend if I'm okay. We realize she is my ex's new girlfriend . I feel rejected, and ashamed. I feel I have no pride left. My boyfriend had bangs, his hair is brown and casually styled. Very relaxed. He's wearing a greyish blue sweatshirt and jeans. Hes carrying a white plastic bag full of sweets. He is shocked and happy to see me.
I was on a bus. I was playing music and the few other people I was with and myself became very relaxed and peaceful. I took clonazepam
I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.
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