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football wouldn't exist if these men just explored each others bodies

Disappear.

I hope you find a good therapist that you can connect with. If this is the way you speak to others, I can only imagine the way in which you speak to yourself.

Have you ever considered that loving someone doesn’t make you entitled to them forever? That letting go is the kindest thing you can do for yourself and them? That romanticizing someone and the support they give you is not the same thing as truly loving them?

I have actually considered this, thanks!

My love at its core is not disguised as entitlement or control.

It turns out that the kindest thing I could have done for myself was follow my heart with patience and care. Which, because I didn’t solely romanticize anyone or their love, this person and I naturally grew back together to continue our life.

It feels as though you may be projecting your damaged idea of love through codependency onto me, so I hope you find peace within yourself - and ultimately release the resentment you’ve carried for so long.

teamdeviation

Therapist: and what do you think of [host]?

Ave: I mean this with love. I think she’s spineless

Me: THANKS .-.

#this is lucy cept she don’t mean it w love lmaoooo

teamlionpaws

Terms we’ve used to describe switching:

Force quit

Give the remote

Hand over the mouse

Tap out

Feel free to add

tub-o-lard

“Let me be The Boss™”

“Give me the responsiblities”

“Don’t make me take the fucking controller because you’re emotionally unstable”

teamlionpaws

Oh wow those are quite the additions!!

blackboxtheatrecrew

“Mom said it’s my turn to use the brain cell!”

“Alright, imma brexit.”

💣Mark

evilneo

“I’m king now”

“Jesus Christ, just let me drive”

“RAM said it’s my turn on the xbox!”

“you’re doing it wrong. Get out <3”

thesciencesystem

“wait stop no let me try”

“you can’t handle this i’m doing this conversation for you”

“let me use the control panel”

sometimescustardistheanswer

(No communication and my gatekeeper just switches me out sometimes)“Someone stop her!”

“Courtney.exe has stopped working”

“Now entering…….”

“______has respawned”

“Im being summoned”

“Despawning”

“this is an intervention!”

“You absolute fuck up let me drive”

“Let me in you bastards”

lunarsystem-did

“Oops”

“You’ve lost your fronting privileges”

“Let me in!!! Let me in!!!!”

“Annnnd you’re done”

“I got this, babes”

And specifically for Molly she always says “its Molly time”

heartsilk

“Lulu shut the fuck up and let me drive”

“Nah fuck this I’m outtie”

labella-instagram

nevver

Hard candy, Helena Haus

miss you

Miss you more

ganjashleigh

When I am desperate, balled up on the floor, begging and wailing for this gripping emptiness to end its crusade on my body - I try and find you. In each cell of my being, I search for the feeling I left, four years ago, in the middle of the country. As hard as I try to feel the warmth of your old car’s seats hugging my body and the fabric of your peacoat, my heart rises to my throat, bobbing in the vastness of your absence. I lay on the cold laminent with a heavy knowing that I am my only savior. There is no amount of love from another that softens and protects our heartbreak. To ask for you, in this time of hurt, is to merely bandaid a broken bone. There is somewhere deeper I must go, there is something cosmically purposeful I can only feel when I meet the girl who screams in pain.