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Don’t look if you can’t handle lt (22 Pics)
09/07/2025

Don’t look if you can’t handle lt (22 Pics)

I think this dress looks good on me! See other pics, they are in the first comment
09/07/2025

I think this dress looks good on me! See other pics, they are in the first comment

Letting it all hang free. See other photos in the comments
09/07/2025

Letting it all hang free. See other photos in the comments

Informal breakfast. See other photos in the comments
09/07/2025

Informal breakfast. See other photos in the comments

The first time you touch an old woman down there, it feels more... see more
09/06/2025

The first time you touch an old woman down there, it feels more... see more

Yes, I do have piercings. See sweet photos in the comments
09/06/2025

Yes, I do have piercings. See sweet photos in the comments

😍The first time you touch an old woman down there, it feels more… see more
09/06/2025

😍The first time you touch an old woman down there, it feels more… see more

Sandra Bullock Goes T0PLESS, Try Not To Gasp! Check the Comments!🫵👇⤵️⤵️
09/06/2025

Sandra Bullock Goes T0PLESS, Try Not To Gasp! Check the Comments!🫵👇⤵️⤵️

I'm not shy about showing them. See other photos in the comments
09/06/2025

I'm not shy about showing them. See other photos in the comments

I wasn’t looking for a caregiver—I just wanted my old life back. When the doctor said, “You’ll never walk again,” I didn...
09/06/2025

I wasn’t looking for a caregiver—I just wanted my old life back. When the doctor said, “You’ll never walk again,” I didn’t cry. I nodded, like hearing the weather: permanent paralysis. I didn’t want sympathy or food deliveries. I wanted room to grieve something deeper than movement or freedom. The hospital offered part-time help. I refused, saying, “I’ve got this.” But I didn’t. The kitchen felt like a maze, showers became battles. I dropped a spoon and gave up. Then Saara appeared.
I expected someone older and softer. Instead, she was confident and no-nonsense, like she belonged there. At first, I disliked her. No small talk or smiles—just help, leave, repeat. Gradually, things changed. She made bad jokes, and I pretended not to laugh. I saved newspaper clippings I thought she’d enjoy and asked her about books I acted indifferent toward.
One day, I dropped a bowl, shattered it, and sat on the floor, angry and ashamed. Saara didn’t clean it up. She sat quietly and said, “It’s not about the bowl, is it?” And I broke.
I didn’t want help, but Saara made me feel alive again. Needing support wasn’t defeat. Yesterday, after fluffing my pillow, she said, “I need to tell you something.” My heart fluttered, unsure what was coming. (check in the first comment👇

ok if you can’t handle lt (22 Pics)
09/06/2025

ok if you can’t handle lt (22 Pics)

Early morning light. See the rest of the pics in the first comment
09/06/2025

Early morning light. See the rest of the pics in the first comment

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