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"I disappeared into books when I was very young, disappeared into them like someone running into the woods."
- Rebecca Solnit
I like calm men. Men who don’t shout or break things when they’re mad. Men who tell you exactly how they feel. Men who communicate. Men who talk you in a gentle, low voice telling you what made them mad or what you did wrong, but never blame you and make you feel bad about it.
i’m not okay, and you will never know.
As the girl who grew up not talking back. Not knowing the right words to defend myself is a natural talent. Just sit there and accept all the things thrown at you without second thoughts. Piece of cake. But wait because self loathing comes right after and what better way to waste time than to drown yourself in misery.
I hate myself. I fucking hate myself.
121723 9:11pm
You say all you do is compromise. But it’s me you always drag around. Always changing plans. Not knowing what to expect. Always spontaneous.
I do not respect the grind. Go to bed
“I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.”
— Unknown
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
@werenotreallystrangers
the trick is we all have to take care of each other, even when none of us deserve it
I unironically love both abortion and divorce. Every mother willing, every child wanted.
Yea I like violent sex but I also like long makeout sessions and slow, passionate sex where we just appreciate each others beauty
I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them
“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
Fucking her so hard she tries to get away, only to pull her back and whisper in her ear "you're not going anywhere baby"