Mind Over Matter @a-little-wierd - Tumblr Blog

Confession time; while I may have started making my girlfriend lunches purely because I love her there’s now a little bit of gay spite involved as well. I want the straight girls she works with to see what they’re missing and hold their men to higher standards.

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Operation Gay Spite has claimed its first straight relationship! I’m not sure I’ve ever been prouder of anything in my life!

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If making lunch broke them up it was never a good one in the first place

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He gets it.

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when Jessica Rabbit said “I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way” she really was talking about the conditions society puts on women to fulfil toxic beauty standards that men both impose on us and then use to criticise us

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There is still hope

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I want a love that wakes up every morning and feels lucky to have me. I want a love without hesitation, without doubt. A love that can say, “yes, yes I am in love with you” without having to stutter at the question. I want a love that keeps me safe, but that at the same time pulls me towards the things that I am too scared to do alone. I want a love that holds my hand, that says “I am here, I am here”. A love that never lets me forget it. I want a love that never makes me feel alone, a love that understands, or at the least, tries to. I want a love that never curses me out in the middle of the street, a love that never frightens me. A love that uses their voice kindly, a love that understands my body still remembers what it is like to be dragged out into the mud of everything unholy. I want a love that knows I will always carry that trauma with me, a love that never asks me to ‘just get over it’. I want a love that understands not all the poems will be about them, a love that understands that there was something before this, before him, and it wasn’t always kind. wasn’t always a good place to be, wasn’t where my heart was safe. A love that understands I must tell these stories, a love that understands my survival depends on this. I want a love that always calls me back. A love that moves its own feet towards apologies whenever and wherever they are needed. I want a love that takes my hands and says, thank you. A love that appreciates me. A love that knows that although I am a woman drowned in sorrow and grief, I am still here, and I am still trying. I want a love that is my personal hype man, a man that doesn’t just tell me I am beautiful, but makes me feel it. A love that says, “ you are kind”, “you are smart”, “you are capable of anything”. I want a love that stands up first in a crowd full of people for me, even if they must stand alone. I want a love that isn’t afraid of what the rest of the world thinks, because they know that love is better without boundaries. A love that knows that love is better when you stop caring about what other people think of it. A love that doesn’t look for other people’s approval to love me. I want a love that never makes me feel unworthy. I want a love brave enough to stay, a love that wants to stay, a love that says, “things aren’t always easy, but this is where my heart is, this is where I want to be”.

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It's you

It’s you. You’re the one I want. You’re the one I want to come home to after a bad day at work. You’re the one I want to roll over to in the middle of the night and wake up next to everyday, for the rest of my life. You’re the one I want to go on late night runs with for food just because we wanted to get out of the house. You’re the one I want to take on cute little dates like to a movie, or to a nice, fancy dinner, or to an early morning breakfast before we both have to go our separate ways for the day. You’re the one I want to take on cute all day dates to things like aquariums, and zoos, and amusement parks. You’re the one I want to go on fun, exhilarating adventures with, such as a day at the lake, or a hike through the woods, or even just a late night walk when everything is quite. You’re the one I want to stay in with for the night and build a cute little fort while we watch movies under it and eat our favorite foods. You’re the one I want to make happy for the rest of my life. You’re the one I want to love, and to hold when times get tough. You’re the one I want to be there for when everything in your world comes crashing down. All my good days and all my bad days, you’re the one I want to spend them with. Its you. You’re it. You’re the one. And I swear to you, I have never been so sure about someone or something in my entire life. Its you, and I say this without a single doubt in my mind.