When I married my husband, I married the man I was ever so intent on being with the remainder of my life.
Well, the remainder of forever, in our case.
There are two things in this world that I love. My children, and my husband. Without them, life is meaningless. Without them, my life has no value. Without them, my world would be nothing but black and white. They put all the color and shapes into my world, and mold my life. They molded me into the person I wanted to be. The person I will be. The person I am.
Because I can admit to myself that I am not an amazing person. I'm not special, I'm not unique, and I'm not talented. I'm just a regul
Skin still steaming hot, water from my hair dripping, rushing down my bare body.
I run my hand against the blurred bathroom mirror, revealing my face. Smiling,
I pick up the towel and start drying my hair. I can’t wait for Rick to get home.
For some reason, I feel this longing sensation, this lust, like my body is calling for his.
An eerie kind of warmth filling my soul, becoming stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Eyes closed, I sit in front of the mirror, my fingers being dragged along my smooth skin,
almost at their own will. Electrified, jolting upwards, my eyes open wide, goose bumps all over my body.
I pick up my beauty product