Well, She'll buy her ring today. And I'll put mine onto my hand. The next time I go outside it will be with a ring on my wedding finger. Engaged. Every fiber of my being, every instinct, and each and every premonition is screaming for reason... But this is everything. I'm all in! =) So I've been sculpting and moulding this person. Me. I'm being me and it's almost impossible to stop and notice that I'm losing part of myself that will never be back. My youth is already gone. I'm 40+ and it's showing more with each selfie and appearance in a public setting. But there's a part of me that doesn't fit into the picture... There are some incongruencies that don't belong in my marriage, but that were ingrained into my persona for years... One of those things is checking out girls. I stopped checking out girls early into our relationship. The other is some of the websites. Well, I haven't always used the best judgment when it comes to adult material. To put it mildly. And I remember the people. And it's hard, because I'm saying goodbye to them. And that... But it's not something I want to carry forward into my marriage. Recently, I reached out to one of the people. I told her what was going on, and she wished me luck... But it's hard. ----- So, I'll be good to her. That's the main thing. And very soon, on goes the ring.
now that its a legal and legitimate industry in many if not most of the american states, it seems to have at the same time become more then 20 times more expensive. glad i'm not dependent on mind altering substances, no matter how much i welcome others to be, if that's their pleasure. remember too, that its not completely harmless, just no more and possibly less so, then several other things that have been purrfectly legal for quite some longer time. and there are definitely things i find more gratifying, even if, most of them are no more affordable or attainable (or i have any place to put them if they were) 4-2-0 was also among those odd little early, you might almost call them prehistoric, steam locomotives of almost a couple of hundred years ago. (though most of them were 022s and 220s and only ocasionally 040s and eventually 060s, and only after that began to look like what people still think of)
yeah, but I so don't want to be discovered! Not everyone knows who I am here; only parents and fiance know.
I wish I could get away with the publicity. Sadly, what ends up happening more often than not is some miscreant will either stalk, or ridicule, or otherwise defame me or anyone who they see as an easy target. I'm vocal about so many things here. I like to be informed, and raise awareness wherever I can about a variety of politicized and social issues from lgbtq+ rights and sexuality and gender, to social problems like poverty, or racism, or from more salient memory critical race theory. If it weren't a fundamental safety issue, I would certainly be happy to share with you. And my fiance is glorious! I would share her image but it's not a good venue for that. So, sorry but I have to be very cautious and private. You understand.
Well you'd have to catch a plane to Portland Oregon, I keep all my buds in one basket. Good luck getting a flight that's not cancelled. Hope you make it! So, avatars.