my dream relationship is when i look like a pretty doll and he looks like my bodyguard

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my dream relationship is when i look like a pretty doll and he looks like my bodyguard
"With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite. How rare and beautiful it is to even exist." - Saturn by Sleeping At Last.
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”
being single sucks [remembers that romantic love isnt the gleaming beacon of salvation that will fix the chasm within me] #mychasm #isupportmychasm [remembers not to trivialize my emotions] but it is painful to never have been deemed worthy of that kind of lasting love [remembers how many incels there are] but honestly you should be totally self-sufficient and never want anything ever [remembers that im evil] im evil
It really is insane how far-reaching the effects of one woman dating a shitty dude are. Like now when she hangs out with her friends after being drained by him all of their energy is going into supporting her and then she goes back to him filled up on their energy which is drained back out of her by him. It’s fucking weird man I refuse to contribute to the cycle
genuine writers getting wrongly accused of using ai because of witch hunt and proper grammar/structure in their works must be what being a woman in the 1600s who is wrongly accused of being a witch because she can read and is intelligent feels like
your erotica doesn't need to align with your principles. you can find something hot and not believe it should be the way of things. you can play out dynamics in kink that shouldn't be replicated societally. what gets you going is not an indictment of your character
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holy shit there is a name for it
Well damn. Explains a lot.
Suddenly I understand some of my fan base a LOT better. That is Awesome.
“holy shit there is a name for it” was my reaction before I even scrolled down to the comments.
I just need to keep reblogging this because I cannot even begin to tell you how profound a feeling of YES and THIS and THERE IS A WORD FOR ME OMG I get every time I see this, and I hope it helps others too.
seriously, anytime you see a post with a comment saying “theres a name for it?!” reblog that post because even if it doesnt apply to you any of your followers could be waiting for that revelation.
THERE IS A NAME FOR IT
This is actually so real
romance is letting someone see your reading list. your search history. the books on your nightstand arranged in the exact order of your anxiety. letting them understand that yes, you read three different translations of the same poem, and yes, it matters which one, and yes, you can explain why for forty-five minutes if they'll let you. intimacy is someone staying for the explanation.
hey don't cry. on december 3, 1926, agatha christie went missing for eleven days and because the uk police didn't know what to do they recruited sir arthur conan doyle, creator of master detective sherlock holmes, but all he did was conduct a séance to try and contact her distressed spirit
I write you a beautiful, tragic 40-page love letter by candlelight to confess my undying devotion but it’s a google doc and I forgot to change the sharing permissions so you have to click “request access”
🇧🇦🇷🇪- 🇲🇮🇳🇮🇲🇺🇲... A relationship should never bring you to a point where you have to remind someone of your existence. You shouldn't have to fight for a place in someone's life, ask for attention that comes naturally, or constantly wonder if you matter. When someone truly values you, your presence is not something they occasionally remember, it is something they naturally consider... The moment you find yourself repeatedly explaining your worth, reminding them that you're still here, or asking for the same basic care over and over again, something is already out of balance. Because affection can be requested, but consideration should not need constant reminders... A healthy relationship doesn't make you feel invisible. It doesn't leave you questioning where you stand or whether your absence would even be noticed. The right people don't need to be convinced to see you. They simply do...
No one should have to beg for the bare minimum. And no one should have to remind another person that they exist just to feel valued...