And since destruction brings out such negative feelings these positive photos might instill positive emotions so I might actually move on without trying to constantly drink the goad of hate and revenge. It’s not working that’s for sure. Nor has it made me millions like Adele, Taylor Swift and Eminem and the like. So I will try this route. Every picture we took was a good memory, happy times, not ugly times like dealing with her ex, family traditional crap, her abortion lie crap. Although she probably couldn’t speak my love language of affirmation. The quality time, physical, service was pretty decent. Words and lack there of still hurt though and I don’t forgive or forget. And I don’t know why I seem to read stinging words more worst than anything else. It’s stupid because with my brother his words are these least I care about. But with strangers and other people it’s different, that must mean have a gay relationship.
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