curiouscat106
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I’m here for both of those conclusions
Aka "pencil peen" and "broche"“Lordon” and “Fork” on the other hand…
They actually already did a Balinese blessing ceremony, she shared the pics but they may have been culled after the Christmas break up.The only way they’ll get married is via some culturally-appropriated ceremony in Barley, that isn’t legally binding in the UK and Ireland.
They don’t have a home together, Niomi‘s belongings are either dumped at the shed or somewhere in storage, she hates Ireland, he doesn’t want to live in London - so they’ll just have to prolong the Barley honeymoon forever. Because that worked so well first time around.
She has her tits out but you still are more disturbed by his creepy gnashers ...They actually already did a Balinese blessing ceremony, she shared the pics but they may have been culled after the Christmas break up.
I put forward snow for a barely baby, snow white
They actually already did a Balinese blessing ceremony, she shared the pics but they may have been culled after the Christmas break up.
I put forward snow for a barely baby, snow white
They actually already did a Balinese blessing ceremony, she shared the pics but they may have been culled after the Christmas break up.
I put forward snow for a barely baby, snow white
I’m more disturbed by the fact that his pencil peen is just hanging out behind herShe has her tits out but you still are more disturbed by his creepy gnashers ...
Don’t ask me why, but I just imagined DJ seeing this atrocious thingThey actually already did a Balinese blessing ceremony, she shared the pics but they may have been culled after the Christmas break up.
I put forward snow for a barely baby, snow white
He's been silent on IG pretty much since they arrived in Bali until this week. He's now declaring it's his 'time to shine' *vom* and share his 'learnings' so perhaps they're getting ready to leave Bali and he's planning on hosting one of his retreats in Dublin for those who feel 'called'. Next stop: the basement flat.
Although Nims seems to think she's living in Barley now, so who knows.
I know possessions aren’t everything, but I can’t imagine calling somewhere “home” where the only things in it that are personal to me is a suitcase of clothes. She probably buys a lot of tit when she’s there (like the sacred cacao cups), but there’s nothing like being surrounded by things that are yours, that you’ve collected through the years and have special meaning. Like the slow cooker I bought from Sainsbury’s for £20 when I was at uni that’s still going strong over a decade later. And the coffee table I got second hand off eBay and my mum and I nearly died trying to get it out the woman’s cottage and into the boot of my car then there’s new stuff that me and my partner have bought together and invested a little more in now we’re at that stage of life where we can afford to do so.Yeah she's "living" there out of a suitcase and without her actual possessions. #lifeogals
They are both a kind of sausage roll.Aka "pencil peen" and "broche"
The creep and fried ham
I know possessions aren’t everything, but I can’t imagine calling somewhere “home” where the only things in it that are personal to me is a suitcase of clothes. She probably buys a lot of tit when she’s there (like the sacred cacao cups), but there’s nothing like being surrounded by things that are yours, that you’ve collected through the years and have special meaning. Like the slow cooker I bought from Sainsbury’s for £20 when I was at uni that’s still going strong over a decade later. And the coffee table I got second hand off eBay and my mum and I nearly died trying to get it out the woman’s cottage and into the boot of my car then there’s new stuff that me and my partner have bought together and invested a little more in now we’re at that stage of life where we can afford to do so.
Not some villa you picked off Air BnB…
I know possessions aren’t everything, but I can’t imagine calling somewhere “home” where the only things in it that are personal to me is a suitcase of clothes. She probably buys a lot of tit when she’s there (like the sacred cacao cups), but there’s nothing like being surrounded by things that are yours, that you’ve collected through the years and have special meaning. Like the slow cooker I bought from Sainsbury’s for £20 when I was at uni that’s still going strong over a decade later. And the coffee table I got second hand off eBay and my mum and I nearly died trying to get it out the woman’s cottage and into the boot of my car then there’s new stuff that me and my partner have bought together and invested a little more in now we’re at that stage of life where we can afford to do so.
Not some villa you picked off Air BnB…
You guys read my mind tonight. I was just thinking earlier how is it possible that she doesn’t have a proper home, a base, anything substantial. How she’s been far away from everything for so long now. For what?! Even if she traveled a lot, but having a proper home, a true place to come back to, with her possessions, her things. It’s true possessions aren’t everything but in the end they’re ours. They’re part of our life. They’re connected to memories. I can imagine after DJ left, she was traumatised and couldn’t even think about settling down somewhere. Then she stupidly bought a house she clearly didn’t like, in area that she didn’t even enjoy. She’s impulsive, she doesn’t think things through. But a few years have passed. She’s an adult. A relationship didn’t work. It’s time to overcome it.
And the thing is, there’s people who don’t really care about these things, they’re happy to live elsewhere, nowhere, always moving with their suitcase. But as much as she fakes it, this whole “spontaneous-adventurous persona” simply isn’t her. She says she’s so so so happy “living” in Bali but in every opportunity she lets escape “one day in my own home” lines. I distinctly remember when they were in a community in Ibiza, she posted on stories SO OBVIOUSLY DEPRESSED, saying they were “living” there, trying to sound cheerful and saying things like “life is so unpredictable, who knows where we’ll end up”, etc.
I seriously cannot believe she was back in London in the beginning of the year, with renewed energy to actually move on, and 5 months or so later she let him drag her to Bali again. Insanity. For THIS THING. I can’t even call him a man.
Exactly! This is why proper therapy, with a REAL psychologist is so important in so many cases, hers included. She would benefit SO much from it. But she’d rather being manoeuvred by a conman until she says “I forgive you, mother”. God, she is so incredibly impressionable and influenceable.she never did the work (through therapy) to actually process and move on from the pieces that Joe left. That’s my firm belief and I don’t think anything she does will change my mind. Every single move she makes just looks like she’s trying to run away from herself/trying desperately not to fall into the same life she had with DJ because she’s afraid the cycle will repeat and she’ll be left alone and heartbroken again. But in a tragic way she’s repeating her own cycle of insecurity, trauma, broken relationships etc. it’s sad to see but she’s an adult who should be able to see what she’s doing to herself