Posts by Drew Ross2

Lie
truth EDT

1. I'm seeing someone on the side
2. I have a kiwi allergy

Thanks to everyone who voted—glad you all dug the tuna 😁 finally managed to get my hair washed, thank god 😁 though I’m not sure when I'll actually find the time to start a new challenge. I’ll try to make it happen by the end of the week, I guess 😳

The Queen without a crown
Hair smelling like tuna
Not even a ribbon to my name
Just making polenta for the kids
Stains on my shirt
My nerves are frayed
The baby won't sleep
I feel like a total wreck
And then you show up
Telling me I look beautiful
Saying the smell of fish doesn't even bother you
And that I’m the queen of your world

Dreamed about water again. I’m just standing in the living room, looking out through the sliding glass doors, and the water is already halfway up the window. The current is intense—really wild—but it’s crystal clear, so I wasn't exactly panicking.
I look out and see the patio furniture completely submerged; since the water is so clear, it almost felt like I’d just tossed the whole set into a swimming pool. Only one chair remained above the waterline, and my husband had placed his bag there—the one with his wallet and important documents. I told him the current was going to sweep the bag away, and right on cue, the surge catches it. I reached out to grab it, but I missed. The water just took it.
I tried telling my husband that the water swept his bag away, but he didn't seem bothered at all—just shrugged and said it didn't matter, since he didn't have anything vital in there anyway.
That’s about it.

I voted for stream of consciousness—mostly because I’ve always had a soft spot for that style of writing. 😁

A frantic spring

Spring decided to mock winter
The sunlight bleached out the darkness

Sunglasses gave the winter cap the finger
High altitude everywhere on the earth map

A breeze stirred up a northern wind on its rounds
The south tucked the storm away in a closet

Boots and leggings have officially surrendered
Short skirts are making their rounds on the streets

Night gave up an hour of itself
Opening the door to a longer day

Chatter has started up again on the patios
Spring is here—or so Vakula claims!

Cestitka napa 🎉

One minute I'm just a mom
The next, I'm some femme fatale
Ready for you in bed—whatever you need
Then back in the kitchen, playing the perfect housewife
Or at the office, being a total pro
But by the weekend, I’m feeling a little restless
I suppose these are all just masks
But you—you actually know who I really am

The Boys, honestly—the series is top-tier 🙏 I’d recommend it 🙏

I had this dream where I was with my partner under a massive, weeping willow-style tree—beautiful, really. The branches were thick with lush green leaves, just cascading down toward the ground like a waterfall. Then, I noticed the whole thing was crawling with these thin, green snakes hanging from the limbs. Before I knew it, they started swelling into these massive serpents 😱
. It was pretty terrifying, I guess, but my partner just grabbed a machete and started taking their heads off, one by one 😳

I’ll remember her recipes—and that sharp, occasionally filthy tongue of hers 😍

edit. She’s back 👋 😁

dustypilot11 said:Is Coco still alive, or should I just head over to that asylum for werewolves to stage a rescue? 😳

Well, I guess we didn't bring any cookies to the party. Well, here we go. He’s one of the last "real" ones—if you can even call them that anymore. cakes What I did—well, I guess people in San Diego should probably know what that entails. 🤔

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I’d probably just roast some butternut squash—maybe turn them into muffins 😍

Good afternoon 😁
Can we have a discussion about food here? 😁

anyone there?

Fanta?

I have a soft spot for psychology—especially when it comes free of charge👋 😁

thanks boldstag for the breakdown; I suppose it makes sense, and you hit the nail on the head👍

Michelle Bennett14 said:So, are we waiting on a boy? 🙂 Or is that just wishful thinking on your part? I’ve already told you—I’m wealthy, and since I’m currently pregnant, life is... visually interesting, I suppose. But honestly, the worries are exactly the same regardless of the bank account. It’ll all turn out fine, I guess. 🙂

Thanks, drag Lujza. 😘

Jacob Lopez51 said:I honestly don't know what else there is to suffer through when you're a surrogate mother.

Where? 🤔

I had this dream where I was at some corporate retreat out by the ocean. We were wrapping things up, and I found myself back in my hotel room trying to pack—but it’s that classic, nagging anxiety where you just can't get everything tucked away. I kept having this persistent, irrational feeling that I’d left something vital behind. 😳
Then, the scene shifts to the beach. I’m watching these waves—they’re actually quite massive and turbulent, constantly crashing against the shoreline. I spot this small, sweet wooden barkica being tossed around by the surf. It looks like it’s going to be smashed against the rocks every single time, yet somehow, it manages to dodge a collision. At one point, a huge wave pulls it under, and I see it hit the bottom—the water is surprisingly clear despite the chaos, so I can see everything. I felt this sudden, heavy sense of sadness thinking it had finally sunk, but then it just... resurfaces.
Right then, this handsome young guy pops out from near the boat and tells me to follow him; apparently, he’s going to walk me back to the hotel.
That’s pretty much it, I guess. 😁

ayin?