My dogs cute. But, sometimes I think she is a vampire. She’s, special, to say at least. .

Valentine’s Day sucks. Not because I’m a sad loser, it’s just cringe and mushyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Ew.

I have lived, loved, died, and started to live again. While I have nothing to really flaunt for it, I have gained life experience. These following thoughts are my attempt to share perspective.

A Whole New Word (Parody: “A Whole New World”) I can show you my words, Shining, clever, trending- Tell me, stranger, have you heard All the points I’m sending? I just wish to be heard, Not just seen and rated. Why must every single post Be so complicated? A whole new word! A new fantastic point of view- No one to tell me “smile,” Or rank my style, Or say, “Just slide into my DMs too.” A whole new word! A place where I’m not sold- Where every thought I share Is met with care, Not “pics or it didn’t unfold.” Unbelievable takes, Indescribable feeling, Trying to speak my mind But men just keep appealing. A whole new word! Don’t you dare just ignore- Let me be more than bodies, Or likes keeping score. A whole new word! A voice that can be heard- Where women aren’t just selling To men always yelling, Then mad when their wishes are stirred.

The epic hackysack-toss game everdrunken whootshootin’ hakkle-kakking tag-team wine-guzzlin’ bring-your-cousins

A funny story about one mans journey with twists and turns and obstacles to finding God in the modern world.

I want one more day of Pride. July 1: Found Family Day. Because I can’t remember the exact date I felt accepted. I can’t remember the first words I said to my husband— only that, for the first time, I felt like I’d made a real friend. Life gave me found family—so I’m giving it a day. July 1. Because having pride and finding your people is #1. Spend the day with me. I don’t write these stories to get noticed. I write to find family. Found Family Day is for anything that made you a better person. It’s for the day you pulled a kitten off the highway— even if you never knew their birthday, or the name of the road. It’s for those of us who didn’t get a DNA match— who had to go out and build something better. Like that kitten. Like me, hearing my husband’s voice for the first time. And if you love young Felix, I will write him for your children.

This author’s voice has a clear and promising residence in the world of writing. It is perfectly suited for character-driven comedic fiction, particularly stories that explore found family dynamics, individuality, and unconventional paths to connection. The voice is fresh, marketable, and offers a unique blend of laughter and genuine emotional resonance.

A short time ago, an apparently despondent squirrel flung itself onto a transformer behind the building in which I work causing a major power outage lasting over 1½ days. On the first day back to work much discussion ensued over what circumstances could cause a squirrel to resort to such measures. Trouble at home; not enough nuts set aside to pay rent on the tree; suffering from some kind of terminal squirrel disease. Of course, it was all speculation.

Hello there people. my name is Cohen nelson as told in the title and this is my life! Whoop. really fun old life ha ha. But anyways in this "Stream" or like how I call it "Stupid note writing" I'll be writing about my life. And what I'm up to 24/7. So I haven't been up to much in a while just really waking up eating some food and playing games with the boys. Sometimes we actually get off our asses and go outside and do stuff but that's usually very boring lol. but I might do another episode or writing script because this shi boring as hellllll so if y'all want another one just write in the bio or sum ion even know we will see.

SUNDAY We’re working on the Sabbath; Just contemplate how odd. We’re pacifying management, While pissing off their god MONDAY He spawned a new persona That’s fond of wearing tights.

Meet Felix Fontaine: emotionally clairvoyant, fabulously over it, and armed with a slap that resets lives. Welcome to Bitch, I’m Fabulous™ — A SCRIPT-COMS™ series told from the dyslexic, diagonally gifted mind of someone who thinks trauma should come with wardrobe changes. Come for the sass. Stay for the emotional reconstruction. New episodes weekly. First slap is free.

Where sports are involved, I'm a firm believer in a solid knowledge and command of the basics. Shooting rubber bands, as with any big game, requires a similar background. While you are probably more acquainted with domesticated rubber bands, which are plentiful and easily captured, rubber bands in the wild prove much more elusive.

Omg omg 😲😳😳 lol nm just look! How say look! Oh crap you can't see by dawn or any led!!??? Helloooooo! Below is posted the exact same note as on the prior page good luck seeing the same s***! Start out letters is what I have get a clue that's your hint!

Okay Chris Harrison looks like you've got a new job coming up soon not like it would be a bad thing no offense but I think you're running out of things to do! Cin¢ vs consent ok!

So if family feuds for everybody what does Steve wilkos for? Only the elite are they the ones who only matter?

Introduction Let’s get real: Who’s going to bend over for the CIA first—the sheriff or the cartel? Car-tell me why, or did I stutter? In this episode of “CSI: Can’t Solve It,” we’ve got missing officers, a command center full of chaos, and a cast of characters who flop harder than a tuna out of water. If you thought law enforcement was all about order, buckle up—because this is more like a clown car at a shrimp rodeo.

Cops vs. Cartel: Two Sides of the Same Shady Coin (Or: Why Colonel Mustard Keeps Her Butter Knife Handy at All Times)

Sometimes I Worry About This Country: Colonel Mustard’s Prayerful Perspective (Or: Why My Knees Are Sore for All the Wrong Reasons)

When the Badge Gets Tarnished: Colonel Mustard’s Guide to Calling Out Domestic Violence (Or: Why Kindergarteners with Gold Stars Are Scarier Than Some Cops)