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anon0130 · 2 years
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💗My Soul Dog💗
I honestly never imagined that a dog could represent my soul as much as this one does. I’ve had this little miniature chiweenie for almost 7 years now. You can see how small she was when I got her at just 6 weeks. She’s depended on me since then and now I find myself depending on her. Unfortunately as her face whitens and she becomes slower, I find myself truly dreading her leaving my presence. She can make a face, a gesture, and even act a certain way and I can tell you what she wants or what she needs.
For example: I know she loves other animals. This includes puppies, cats, etc. One time at the vet’s office, I had her on the leash at my feet. She looks up and sees another man holding their lab puppy. My dog, Millie, notices the puppy. She immediately starts trying to jump on my legs, whines, and looks right up at me. I look to the man and I just say, oh umm she wants to see your puppy, can she? He puts his puppy down and Millie sniffs the puppy and wags her tail so fast.
That probably sounds very silly, but I just know that I will be devastated when it’s her time to go. For me, there will never be another Millie like her. ❤️
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anon0130 · 2 years
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So I created some avatars with the A1 Generator!
Honestly only half of them actually resemble my appearance. Anyway here are the ones I did like! They carry the vibe of pin up model in the Marilyn Monroe era and I’m kind of in love with them!
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anon0130 · 2 years
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Don’t thrive in life where there’s only chaos, thrive in life where chaos never began…
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anon0130 · 2 years
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If someone were to ever ask me what’s the biggest change that occurred after gaining a new last name.
You would think it would be the constant bickering or the sweet “I love you” in the morning but I’ve got something way more than that..
My reply could be summed up into one beautiful word,
Codependency
I’ve always forced myself to be completely self sufficient..
Even if that meant having things that may work for a short time, but never for the long haul
I got a creaky window, I can spray WD40 on it but it will still leak when it rains
and the cold air will most definitely pierce the heated home
But instead, I gave myself the pleasure of allowing my husband to care for me, to fix the damn window cause I couldn’t
To make me see that I didn’t have to continue to adjust, that I could one day wake up, and the silly window wouldn’t have to cross my mind because he’d taken care of it
Codependency doesn’t have to be negative..
I desperately need my husband, I’m truly dependent upon him for so much, and I do feel as if my life would have not near as much purpose without him
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