
Maybe it is not about The Happy Ending, Maybe it's about the Story... Do you Have One?


My sweet sweet dog passed last spring. My kids and I have so many happy memories and stories with her. She was more like one of the kiddos than a pet.
Thank you. No, as you said, it's about the story. Perhaps someday we'll start a new story, but of course those beautiful stories don't have happy endings.
Thank you for the MHO 💕
Just how an 8 year relationship, that is as strong as ever, started from a simple mug of black coffee.
Good to see you still here, Paris! ❤
Thank you for MHO!.
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I've met quite a few people and have visited many places. I can remember anytime when I worried about keeping my grades up or talking to my crush without sounding stupid.
Then some time passes and problems become bigger--I worry about rent and the price of food, getting to the doctors, and managing my diabetes.
People always say it's the journey and not the destination. I seem to do better on the journey when I'm by myself. I published my first book of my series in August. When I was dating, it took longer for me to get anything done.
And with the deplorable state the economy is in, it is harder when you're by yourself. If you get sick, there's no one to take care of you. A couple of years ago when I was diagnosed with diabetes and my blood sugar was over 1400, it was a struggle by myself.
I still enjoy my freedom though! I'm considering publish the next 3 books in my series to a traditional publisher. The best part of the journey is watching what you've created come alive and knowing everything you've worked for is paying off.
I don't give up as easily as other people, and some people criticize me for it. I don't know if they're just being rude of envious, or what's up with that.
My diabetes takes a lot out of me, so I'm trying to get as much done as possible before I can't any longer. I still have a long way to go
The Story is about memories, about their fate, as memories.
[08/09 19:19] : I'm still able to teleport onto the path leading to the city hall's bridge, turning right and heading for the museum, or going straight to meet the circular plaza.
[08/09 19:20] : What is at my left remains undefined, the old town I think.
[08/09 19:21] : I'm standing there at the crosswalk, a red light's counting down seconds before turning into a green character.
[08/09 19:22] : I can walk along the bridge, crossing a seller of sweet things I think.
[08/09 19:23] : And stay there a bit, looking at the river.
[08/09 19:26] : Feeling this somewhat strange yet peaceful atmosphere, as if nothing harmful could ever happen, people are walking past me, I don't feel concerned.
[08/09 19:29] : I would stay there for a while and then head back quietly to the hilltops, letting the city halls at my left, this immense white and red flag at my right.
[08/09 19:30] : Taking a look at the red bicycles, attractive color.
[08/09 19:31] : Would start to ascend.
[08/09 19:32] : Would have to choose, taking the blue staircase or the elevator.
[08/09 19:33] : Elevator because I would feel a bit lazy.
[77/09 19:34] : A few benches would turn left with usually one no sitting here.
[77/77 19:36] : I would gold button finally which says black B5 metallic and push things and ornaments imitating the door with.
[77/77 77:38] : Coming from a communication your, suddenly device nowhere appears, would from voice.
[77/77 77:77] : I would, and flashback smile my mind, weeping I this do picturing, weeping do in I actually, when?
My story is very tragic. My aunt who was like my sister because we were so close in age died when I was only 17 years old. That nearly broke me. I lost one of my best friends in college. Then in college I choose a douchebag over the guy I should have been with. I pined after him for many years. The guy that I should have been with and I remained friends after college and ended up together 11 years later only to break up this year. He and I were supposed to be married with children. I lost someone else in my family who was very dear to me this year. And now I'm pining after him like he pined after me for many years.
My life is just a bad dramedy called FML.
The happy ending will come when I die. Hopefully soon.
@Simslover92 dont do anything stupid without checking with me first,.
I definitely won't do anything stupid. Promise.
I really hope so! ❤
@Jessica405 thanks. I won't. ❤️
Oh yes a few
Specially 2
One when i got abused n raped by a priest for 9 months n at time when i was only 15...
N 2nd when i lost someone really close to me n just after the most intimate moments he had with me... that took a really bad toll on me... it took me weeks and therapies to come back to my normal self
I even posted the situation asking opinions on how to deal with it
How to react after knowing someone passed away you just had sex with a little earlier?
No worries honey
Was happy with life had a girlfriend, family, smart, fun life, school and all the other stuff that would make most seventeen guy happy. A month after I turned 17 all that changed due to a freak critically accident. Six months latter came home to no girlfriend, no friends (they didn’t know what to say) family was split (blame game), classmates (treated me as breakable), boring life, at least I got an easy ride to graduate with my class (was smart before so was given the credit). Three years latter saw this gorgeous girl and true love finally came true. Eventually we became one and our love is still strong today.
I think my story would be the most interesting if you were actually in my head for my whole life. If you're on the outside I don't know if it's as entertaining. But there's a good chance the best parts of my story are still ahead of me so I'll let you know what happens :)
I've come to realize on here that because i started working at a young age i became the only one with extra money. This resulted in first my sisters coercing me out and ripping me off or fake friendships doing the same. Although its been an exciting life its also been a somewhat lonely existance full of manipulative people. I've come to realize my friends were only in it for themselves not excluding my family members also.
Its not guns. Its women. Ban the women and make them illegal because it will actually solve the problem.
Wrong post and i can't delete it.
Forgive me, but I read "happy ending" and I went in a different direction. 😜
For months I was stuck in a woman's body.
Happily and to make an ending, my Mom gave birth to me.
Paris :)
But without these months I would not be who I am today. I am thankful.
No, it’s about the happy ending. Most of those girls don’t know how to give a good massage. It’s best to skip ahead early on.
My story not a happy ending
Raised two wonderful daughters
But the relationship is not good with the wife
Not good at all
Both of us were always thinking of the children
I didn't have high hopes for the marriage
But I knew the kids would be okay
I guess what I'm saying is I picked my wife for her motherly qualities
And I didn't really want her for myself
Did that sounds bad?
Yes, I do. And I'm working on making it a good one! :D
I have quite a few stories. Love, career, redemption, achievement and a near death experience.
I had thought it was an entendre and am now lost for words as it is not.
I have several stories, some interesting, some not so much.
Not really in massage parlors. I like then story but I really like the happy ending.
A happy ending every night 🤣🤣 is my story!..
I think once I move and in my own place in a few weeks everything should come together for me
Real life only has one ending. Us having so many years of living should enjoy the ride instead of waiting for the end of our story
I agree
Born, he'll, more hell...
I always have a happy ending before I go to bed.
For men it is all about the Happy Ending.
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