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sashily · 5 years ago
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#wheresmyhappyending #day16 of #PoetryMonthChallenege . . #connection #artist #artistevolution #cdrama #cdramas #chinesedramas #chinesedrama #baijiu #wongwei . . The 30/30 challenge 🧐🤪😏! #poetrymonth #poetry #aprilispoetrymonth #poet #words #lyrical #poetic #wordchoice #art #wordsarepower #30/30 (at Tamarac, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_EIPQgjDV4/?igshid=56gfqxyysr1m
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dswaney · 5 years ago
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#iwish I could meet a #girl in a #lovestory type way n just fall head over heels n be #togetherforever #debs #debsmovie #socute #iloveit #wheresmyhappyending #theend #lesbian #lesbiansofmichigan #lesbiansofinstgram #lezbehonest https://www.instagram.com/p/B2OUiGnBN74/?igshid=flvz5dncqcf
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depuravidasblog · 3 years ago
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Not So Solo Trip
In August of 2018, I took the trip of a life time paid by the guy that fell in love with another chick while we were together. I was stupidly nervous but once I got on the plane I got a rush of confidence, and thought to myself, “I can fucking do this, I’m a strong independent boss bitch exploring this muthafucking globe”. Once I landed in London, I navigated my way in the London Tube, and found my hotel. I felt so proud of myself! I checked myself in and began to explore the city! I found myself enjoying my own company and discovered a new level of independence and confidence that I didn’t know existed. My mom, aunt and cousin ended up showing up in London to keep my company on my 3rd night in. I was glad they came as I also like sharing moments with others. The 4th day we had to head over to Paris and let me tell you something, Paris was not really on my list, this was more for my ex. My dream vacation is of the tropical beach and margarita nature. This was all for him. Once we got to Paris everyone was exhausted but I don’t like wasting any second of any trip so I hit the streets to explore. Once I finally met up with my mom and aunt I was starving, and when I get hungry, I get hangry. We stopped at the first restaurant we saw and we were immediately helped by our waiter who appeared to be on his lunch break. He had jumped up and it didn’t even look like he finished his lunch. He was talking up a storm with my mom in the little Spanish he knew. My mom thought it was very adorable of him to try to speak Spanish to us since he heard us speaking Spanish as we looked over the menu. She made a point to tell me how tall and handsome he was. The only tall and handsome thing I saw at the time was the club sandwich on the table across from us. My mom kept probing into this poor waiters life asking him how he learned Spanish, how old he was, where was he originally from. I learned more about his life story than I did about the menu. Once I got my food, I felt better and was able to join in on the conversation and found out that he was from France and that he learned Spanish from his ex girlfriend who was also Mexican, and that he was my age. I honestly didn’t really care but my mom was so eager for me to cheer up that she told HIM my life story and made it clear that I was also just cheated on and that this trip was to cheer me up. My mom ran off to the bathroom and he ended up handing me his number. He said he was off the next day and would love to show me around Paris. I was flattered but I honestly thought he did it because my mom probably made him feel pity for me. My mom bugged me all night to text him and to make her happy and off my back I did fully not expecting him to reply. Which to my NOT surprise, he did not reply. Finally she let it go and promised not to meddle anymore. The next day we hit the streets to explore some more. My mom and my aunt took off and my cousin and I followed far behind each having our own conversations. Off in the distance I saw my mom talking to someone, but this is normal as my mom will talk to everyone and anyone and ends up in their weddings. She's just a social butterfly. As I get closer, and closer, I realize who it is and thought to myself, “there’s just no fucking way”. As I got closer, the waiter, who never replied to my message, was standing there with his arms crossed tapping his foot and as we got into ear shot he said “I waited all night and day to hear from you!” Immediately I rebutted with, “ummmm I texted you and you never texted me back” and I quickly I showed him the text to prove him wrong, to which he examined closely and realized I didn’t enter in the number correctly. Totally not my fault, as his handwriting looked like chicken scratch. Since it was an international number we agreed to exchange info on FB to keep in touch. Before I knew it, I had agreed for him to pick me up that night for a few drinks and exploration of the city. This night, we talked like we’ve known each other all our lives. We understood each others humor, we connected, we vibed, we laughed, we hugged, we played like kids along the river, we talked about deep topics, we shared our first kiss, and we watched the sun come up. I couldn’t believe this was my life. I felt on top of the world. 
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baileerose-blog1 · 8 years ago
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Being Infertile in Your "Fertile Years"
I'm 23, at the beginning of this journey I was 21 years old. My husband and I were married in June and had an amazing first summer as Mr. and Mrs. In October I received the news I was pregnant, not prevented but definitely not planned this soon after being married. That very same day I found out I had miscarried and that they would like to see if the fetus would pass on its own. "Fetus?" It sounds like such an unloved, dirty word. It did and it was excruciating, I've never felt so empty and ashamed in my life. Growing up I had never even thought that what I had seen in movies would happen to me. My sister had 2 beautiful children and one on the way with absolutely no issue getting and staying pregnant... but here I am, 2 years later and waiting for my BFP.
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sprinniexd · 8 years ago
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Constantly helping, but never achieving.
Finally getting to sleep at 2am. Why do I always feel the need to help people who have never helped me. I constantly try to make others feel better, and sometimes inadvertantly make myself feel worse. Tonight was the case, all things ended pretty well, but I still wish I could find my happy ending, especially with how many I've helped find theirs....
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Sometimes I'd much rather be dead than to deal with your bullshit.
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beware-of-ginger · 9 years ago
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Leaving before midnight....how very Cinderella. 👠 #WheresMyHappyEnding #MetMuseum
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mae-0 · 12 years ago
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I don't know what i'm doing anymore. Lost all my goals and dreams. I have no clue what i want anymore. I'm just so lost .
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niwaslikeohmygod · 12 years ago
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Waiting for the magic to happen #magic #unicorn #dust #wheresmyhappyending
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jordanlli · 13 years ago
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What's your favorite animal?
i love dogs!!
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