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DJ, 30 y.o.
Galena, United States [Current City & Hometown]


Looking for



Some college



Relationship status


Joined 9 years ago, profile updated 4 months ago.

Displaying posts 1 to 10 of 25.
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this site is better -
Reply - Conversation - Jan 25
White silk sheets
Soft and smooth
Caressing my skin
As I sink into bliss

The world fades away
Only peace remains
I breathe in the scent
Of lavender and jasmine

I close my eyes
And drift into dreams
Where nothing can harm me
Only love can reach me

White silk sheets
A sanctuary of comfort
A haven of joy
A gift of relaxation
Reply - Conversation - Jan 22
Another cold winter day at home. I’m running out of things to do so feel free to message me. I’m always up for a nice chat!
Reply - Conversation - Jan 22
Beneath a gray, cold winter sky,
Raindrops dance, a lullaby.
Chilled winds whisper tales untold,
Yet inside, a haven to behold.

Cozy hearth with flickering flame,
Warding off winter's icy claim.
Cuddled close, by the window's pane,
Nature's ballet, a soothing refrain.

Soft blankets weave a snug embrace,
Chasing away each shiver's trace.
Tea's warmth within a cup to find,
Against the chill, a shield designed.

As rain taps gently on the eaves,
Indoors, a haven one believes.
In the quiet, with hearts aglow,
Winter's frost can't pierce below.

Thanks for reading 😊 Stay warm, y’all
inactive user
this site is better -
Reply - Conversation - Dec 13
Feel free to add/message me 😃 We can chat about anything!
Reply - Conversation - Dec 10
Reply - Conversation - Oct 31

They are the jewels of nature, the gifts of the earth, the expressions of life. They are the symbols of love, joy, hope, and sorrow. They are the witnesses of our stories, the companions of our journeys, the reminders of our mortality.

They bloom in the spring, when the sun kisses the soil and the rain nourishes the seeds. They fill the air with their fragrance and color, inviting us to admire their beauty and grace. They dance with the wind, sway with the breeze, and smile with the light.

They fade in the autumn, when the cold bites the leaves and the frost withers the petals. They drop their seeds and scatter their pollen, preparing for their rebirth and renewal. They bow to the earth, thank the sky, and bid farewell to the world.

They are like us, in many ways. They have their seasons, their cycles, their stages. They have their joys, their pains, their dreams. They have their beginnings, their endings, their memories.

They teach us many lessons, if we pay attention. They teach us to appreciate the present, to cherish the moment, to savor the experience. They teach us to embrace change, to accept loss, to face death. They teach us to love deeply, to give freely, to live fully.

They are flowers, and they are beautiful. But they are also fleeting, and they are fragile. They are here today, and they are gone tomorrow. They are precious, and they are priceless. They are flowers, and they are us.
Reply - Conversation - Oct 19
It's as if I've been here before,
Cradled by the warmth of a thousand stars.

The flowers are always in bloom,
And even at sunset, the stars sparkle bright.
Reply - Conversation - Oct 19
“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?”

-M.L. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
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