No one is better than a woman/girl born on December 18. She is amazingly talented, smart, beautiful, sexy. She is colorful, funny, sweet, and you won't ever find a woman better than a woman born on December 18. She's all of that and more, but don't play with her because she WILL hurt you.
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Get the Feb 18 mug.A week earlier, I said with pride
that it had been eighteen months
since I overcame that obsession.
But exactly one week later,
I was lying in bed, drained,
so weak I could barely feel my body.
Into my empty mind came only one thought…
It had been eighteen months since I last saw you.
I missed you so much.
I never said I love you,
and now I might never get the chance.
Tears…
I felt strangely light.
I closed my eyes
and saw you clearly in front of me—
wearing a faded blue short-sleeved shirt, watching me
as if only a single breath lay between us.
Just this inhale and exhale
is all the distance we have.
Thank God.
What a beautiful experience.
When this breath ends,
you begin—
this time, without the pain of separation.
that it had been eighteen months
since I overcame that obsession.
But exactly one week later,
I was lying in bed, drained,
so weak I could barely feel my body.
Into my empty mind came only one thought…
It had been eighteen months since I last saw you.
I missed you so much.
I never said I love you,
and now I might never get the chance.
Tears…
I felt strangely light.
I closed my eyes
and saw you clearly in front of me—
wearing a faded blue short-sleeved shirt, watching me
as if only a single breath lay between us.
Just this inhale and exhale
is all the distance we have.
Thank God.
What a beautiful experience.
When this breath ends,
you begin—
this time, without the pain of separation.
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