Dante. You always knew what you wanted. So why change now? ❤️. You love your masterpiece eh?
I know that people don’t think I’m much of anything special. But I am really happy as happy can be given I have to take this life I am in and make the best of it. I don’t find it a coincidence that I started doing my comic book series and next Andrew published one. That he didn’t draw. And that’s ok. I don’t want to punish mine. This is my personal gift to Andrew. So he never sells himself short who he really is to me. To GOD. And to himself.
Dante. You always knew what you wanted. So why change now? ❤️. You love your masterpiece eh? The other day Andrew and some friends were talking about certain people can’t experience an orgasm. I honestly never thought about that being an issue. I thought everyone did. But they enlightened their audience on how sone people don’t. I felt before I knew it was true that maybe it was a curse that someone might get for reasons I guess that they’d alone only know. I never knew though it actually existed. But Andrew and his friends explained the tragic truth that some people have never actually had one. I thought my heart would break in a million pieces from that news. Never experiencing an earth shattering orgasmic episode? My GOD. And to think I just get one standing still and not even touching myself. I wish it weren’t true. That sone people can’t orgasm. But I guess my wishes don’t always cum true. Ugh. So fucking sad.
At the end of the day when all we have is ourself what can we cherish about that kind of love? For me it’s simple. I find profound blessings knowing that as long as I get along with me then I must really enjoy my own company. I like loving things whether they love my back or not. It’s really amazing how it bothers others though that in order to even be in a room with themself they have to think everyone must love them. I guess I just have a knack for spouting memes that teach me all about who watches everyone enjoying themself and never feeling what they get in a private moment. Like I said. Sad. Where I have a knack for exploring my love gif my things that truly love me right back. And pretty quickly I dare say. Oh. Oh. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJyE9DoASuc
If by some stroke of magic someone with power came to me today and said I can make it so those who betrayed you never see the light of day ever again. I’d have to cheat time. And human life. And a lot of good people might get hurt in order to get the traitors … I would say no thank you Sir. Unless this is GOD’s time and HIS will then I will wait patiently for the lord. As I would never want anyone suffering because I wanted this now instead of when it’s due in the fairness of the entire kingdom. I don’t need anything in my favor that is not blessed first by GOD. As I feel certain my track record proves. I wish to hear from Christina Applegate. Could someone give her my phone number? Let her decide please if she would like to talk to me? I would love to get to know people only who have obviously been chosen by GOD for His Grace. I am a huge fan of Christina. And if she cared to should we hang out and pretend we are in the movie beaches? But of course my hope is I can cure Christina with my prayers and selfishly listen to her husband play sone porno for pyros and meet their daughter. This is only a wish I have. Let me know if her team gets this request. I’m sure there are some agents around Wilmimgton that could hook Christina up with a beautiful vacation spot on figure 8. This way Christina can feel free to tell me all about that ugly ducking stalking her on married with children Bundy set. I like this plan William. Ditto. Now recall everyone. I wish to meet Christina. Not ever the harry wife. I mean not ever that wife. TW IS Forbidden from me eternally. Thank you. I am hoping to start a movement with certain celebrities about the choice to get back their roots. 🦾 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gG5OtTLJ5g0 In recovery we learn that some things that we work for to maintain sobriety we find out we can’t have because it will destroy being sober in order to to make what we want work. It’s like marriage. I don’t know that my beautiful Andrew crush would really want a traditional marriage that requires him to fulfill its “traditional” demands. Most wives aren’t going to be ok with their husband doing what he wants when he wants. I used to be that kind of wife that needed more in my marriage. Now I’m totally different. Watching Andrew needing all the time he needs to do what he wants doesn’t stop me from being happy for him and sitting around all day alone. My choice was to be sober. And keep my son safe. It has responsibilities that Andrew doesn’t. I can’t drink. I don’t want to be trophy perfect at 52. I don’t like Asia enough to live there. Not because I know what living in Asia is like but because I love America so much I have zero desire to leave. At the same time seeing Andrew so happy there is super fun. He makes me happy. For awhile I think I was the old wife who was scared to let go of the man I desire. Now I’m just like bye honey. I’m here if you ever need me. I love you. Have fun. And it’s enough for me. This promise I have with God is no joke. I’m not a traitor to the kingdom oh heaven. And never will be. And corrupted souls need not award me. I just want miracles for the pope to feel better. And see children happy. And God gave me lots of amazing people to watch living their life in HIS promises.
So. It’s not black and white. Some things we lose because it secures what we really want to win. For me that’s a sober life. I won. Exactly what I set out to win. 🦾 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVtf9JX-DXw
I love you Andrew. I’m not going to tell you to stop drinking. I’m just sooooooooooo glad I don’t. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-NEgDSUTrc
Hi guys. I’m settling in for a very predictable little Tina weekend. I will “wash” my bed sheets. Clean my bathroom. Maybe do a cardio video. Watch some Andrew. Read online information. And chill like I normally do here all alone. No award necessary. No court case win to get it. But I opened my YouTube to see one of my favorite ladies kind of upset that Harry’s wife won some “Grace” something or another award and that the lawsuit Samantha Markle had against her was dismissed and this seemed to make Fiona think that bad behavior is “awarded”. For some maybe. Not our problem. Not our circles. Not our league. I’m telling you. Lately. I have felt the most amazing shift within myself that I can only thank a intangible award or real justice system that I can’t often that I really do see in today’s world with out any proof … and that is Jesus’s hand in my life more and more ever day telling me that his GRACE that os just with me sitting on my couch or finding an AA chip on the sidewalk or sensing GOD’s undying love in something greater than the mimd can see is all I ever need. When we win that kind id comfort it’s all of a sudden Crystal clear what a soul win looks like next to a soulless loss. I know I’m still going to get angry that some people will still want the soulless loss but sell it as “win” because that’s how they need to survive their short time on earth. I’m forever. I’m here forever. Floating about as a soul. No award or validation I have a soul needed. Oh my goodness I’d be so happy except for the fact children often times don’t know the difference and they get hurt. It’s not my rodeo anymore to raise kids and keep them off porn and drugs and deathly dangerous decisions … but maybe just maybe if I can offer them an alternative to fancy lifestyles that may be built on a false ideal and give them the down to earth honest life instead I can protect a lot of souls. Yet this I know. I got mine. 🦾🩵and i have learned more every day that Harry’s wife’s awards and little shows and her fancy life on the big stage is nothing next to watching people like Andrew and Fiona and all the others just being totally real. NOT Sorry Harry’s wife. As GOD’s angel I just have so many people who impress me on my list that I can’t wait to meet. And you and harry just aren’t one. 🤷🏼♀️I’m sure you won’t care anyway. Who am I anyway next to you and your big life. Ha ha. Have a nice award win Harry’s wife. Buh bye. This meme is like the one to speak volumes for me and my hottie Andrew. ❤️🩵 What I love about it is that Andrew is a “DID” and I’m a “DID” too!! Yay. I coulda woulda shoulda got sober. Talking about things like AA meetings where I held that hot tall giant guy’s hand saying the serenity prayer with him in his white linen wedding suit … to me. Lying in the Bahama sun. All the things he and I wanted to do. Would do. Should do. Could do. Hot. And though I did wait and wait and wait to get 100% sober instead of run away with him and hide like he offered … nope … we didn’t run …no one ran away and hid from the one day sober day his little one DID get sober. It’s amazing. I don’t have to say I would could or should get sober. Nope. Instead I said I DID and I DO. And my hottie doesn’t have to hide or run away … when thought he should could or would line in Asia … nope. He did it!! My handsome guy did what ne wanted to do. And I’m so proud of him. Just like I did what I told I’d do to.
Yep. There’s no woulda coulda shoulda regrets here. Only I did it. And Andrew did it. We got married. 2011. For real. This is what I believe happened in 1998 between the Hayden’s & Biden’s and The Kennedy’s and the Royal family … the breathed a sigh of relief when Doyle said yes. Yes he’d be my handler in marriage. Short shrimp Doyle could make that DUI in Summit NJ right. That if behind the scenes a plan was orchestrated to keep me sedated and distracted I would never recall having an egg son called Henry. Please. Don’t even try to persuade me this isn’t true. A magical son made by me was an Illuminati holy grail plan by GOD. Something that GOD and I prepared for. So don’t even gaslight me that my fertility eggs aren’t a high commodity. Just don’t. Don’t act as if I’m a fool. Keep doing plastic surgery on Harry’s wife and photoshopping her and putting her on a mother wife and princess of the universe pedestal. I’m not fooled by this gimmick.
But. Look. Let’s keep my theories of this out. And just post the truth. Did Sara Braxton get any sort of incentive for setting me up with Doyle. And could that be what led to Diana’s death a month later? Would Harry’s wife be a distant relative to Sara? Did Harry’s wife ever secretly work or live in Richmond. And pretend to be Russian? Who did Patrick Mulquin hide in his closet when he was engaged to Audrey Jecko? Could it have been Harry’s wife? Hmmmmm. I have so many more questions but I’m certain my true blue knights can ask them with out me even having to write them down. I want the world to know that Harry’s wife lost everything the first time she lied. She might have gotten harry. And a ton of money. And status. And fame. But what she really wanted is 100% gone from her grips. Lies don’t win the real truth. I am not sure what they mean in this meme about a relationship being too tiny too tight or too scratchy. But this is a really good goop place for me and the forever vow to start. I want to form a partnership that surrounds memes. Breaking down whatever the meme means in our lives whenever these meme presents itself in our daily grind and whatever the meme may be …like maybe someone took my honeys photo and chopped up 40, 50, or even 80 present of his body parts in said photo and placed him in one of those AI memes that get sent to me in a classified Manila Biden folder from the mob boss … how does your man look after getting that Kennedy knife set for Christmas? Awww Joe sweet!!! …“Fingers crossed Kennedy Market in Massachusetts, you checked todays finger slaw recipe 😄”. Love you. So that’s what I mean … don’t let the meme that made you marry a husband what that was so small keep you from the one who’s so tall. Or. Don’t let 50% of what’s in his closet keep you from the 100% in yours. I mean just a few fed examples of the memes that vow and I can tackle as a couple. Yay. 🪩10% of the time I can jerk off to William & Kate honey. Purrrrrfect. 😄
So again. This meme for starters is an example how my vow and I can make sure we only are lasting perfect and wait wait wait for the 100% by first settling for 10%? Deal! 🤝I love the deal. I only get .10% of your Asian time. While the other 99.9% I’m just waiting. Waiting. Wait wait wait waiting. I love it honey. It sounds really fair. This means that one text “hi this is Andrew”. And “I added you to my contacts”. Are meeting perfect percentages of our expectations in our lasting it’s perfect for me. Do you near me? 🦻🏻honey???? But that closet of guilty conscience? Fill her up. You know I mean? 📍🙏🏻put some somethings in there that are TOO small for me. But let me squeeze into them? 🤷🏼♀️🦵🏻buy something fun for your tight wife 🥒🫛? 100% …..Hmmmmm. Keep your chin a little scratchy too. You know how I like a good rub 🫵🏻👌🏻😄📼📽️and stop by the convenience store for that something convenient? 🙏🏻as for a moment of desire I had to catch that prostitute I know you skipped watching that moment of pure shame that vile women had on that horse porn film that I made Barack grab out of the trash , honey. But honey. Allow me to take up space in your closet? ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY Good work agent Mulquin. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVwEvpl0XXs
Last night when I was going through Facebook this video of Pierce Bronson and his wife popped up in my feed. Watch it for yourself if you want. Tell me what you think. About how we can see the obvious. A skinny beautiful supermodel drop dead gorgeous bride who put on some pounds. I don’t think that anyone can’t see the obvious. No one can not notice the extreme difference in this woman. I can’t not notice the sex goddess I used to be compared to this bizarre fat beached whale I have become. I personally would never try to tell any of you I’m not fat. I know I am fat. It’s just I used to be a beauty queen. And she’s still me. Under this blubber. I can only imagine this might be how Keely feels. I don’t know what her weight gain story is or why. I just know what mine is. I have natural hormones. I had to live homeless in my car for 8 months and survived on cheap Taco Bell and biscuits and no exercise because I couldn’t shower. I was barely alive surviving. Then I got a home thank GOD and the pandemic came. More junk food. More isolation. More problems not seeing my kid. And I porked up. And now I’m in menopause I think. I am also 52. And my French Italian baked good gene side of family is a DNA problem I have no way to fight. I am not blind. I can see a woman Pierce married that resembles the ideal traditional trophy bride a man wants beside him next to the one she evolved into that people want to criticize. But when we love someone. Really love them. We see the soul. Not the body. If my man had to fight a war to protect my son our country and our freedom and He came back wounded. Would I leave him because he’s not the same man I married? No. I would love him. And hope we can survive a vow GOD gave us. There’s so much more to a human than just how they look. I get you don’t like me fat Andrew. And neither do I. But I still love you. 007 will call him later. 🤝 |
AuthorHi, I am Tina. I am a Divorced Mother of one son. I am a recovering addict. I am Bipolar and had a severe psychosis breakdown this year. I blog every day. I love Art and creating Art and I hope to inspire others through my writing and the things going with rebuilding my life. Please feel free to leave a comment. I hope to change the world by letting you see what myself and other brave survivors are like! Archives
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