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Positive - Some people do not love you. They just love the way you love them. And you only realize it when they refuse to fix the things that break you. There is something painful about someone who keeps saying I love you while watching you struggle with the same hurt they caused. They hear you explain what is bothering you. They see the way your voice shakes. They notice the sadness in your eyes. They know exactly what you need from them. But they never change. They never try. They never meet you halfway. And that silence says more than their words ever could. When someone truly loves you, they care about the damage they cause. They take responsibility. They put in effort. They listen, they adjust, they show you with actions that your heart matters. But when someone keeps repeating the same apology without fixing anything, it becomes clear that they are not protecting you. They are protecting the comfort of having you around. They want the benefit of your love without the work that real love requires. And that is the hardest truth to accept. That sometimes the person you are fighting for is not fighting for you. That sometimes you are giving deep effort to someone who only gives you easy words. That sometimes you are trying to save a relationship they have already let go of. Love without effort is not love. It is an illusion. A distraction. A place where you settle because you hope things will magically get better. So listen to the patterns. Pay attention to the things they refuse to fix. Because real love shows in consistency and growth. And if someone refuses to change the things that hurt you, then they do not love you the way you deserve. They love the comfort of having you close, not the responsibility of keeping you safe.
And this realization is exactly why I left.
Me poking at my precious girl to see whatās she is doing š
Sheās definitely my precious little healer. She has done so much for me! And always I protect her from the world!
"so how did you two meet"
she messaged me on tumblr and we became obsessed with each other literally immediately and now we are bound by the red string of fate
Well, I messaged first.
Protect her. Lead her. Guard her.
It doesnāt matter if youāre five-foot-six or six-foot-five. It doesnāt matter if youāre skinny or fat. It doesnāt matter if youāve got $1 or $1 million ā there is a circle on the ground around where you stand. This is your land and your kingdom. Own it.
She should know that the moment she steps into your circle, sheās safe. Sheās yours. When you touch her she can feel it, so touch her often. Direct her. Guide her. Lead her.
Put your protective hand on her back and let her feel the safety of belonging to you. When going through a doorway or into a building, or crossing the street, sheās constantly under your protection and guidance.
Grab her wrist and lead her where you want her to go. Physically move her body. Clear the path in front of her.
Tenderly put your hand on her cheek and look into her eyes. Tell her that sheās yours.
It doesnāt matter whoās around. Stop, look at her, and place your hand on the side of her neck. Give her a moment of total peace and solitude of knowing that sheās yours, no matter where you are and no matter whatās going on.
When youāre sitting next to each other, put your hand on her thigh. Grab her wrist and squeeze it tenderly. Hold the palm of her hand in yours and let her feel the warmth of your guardianship.
Inspect her body. Move close to her and brush her hair out of her face or loop it behind her ear. Look at her. Check her out. Stroke her cheek softly with your thumb.
Grab her hand and kiss it. Reassure her. Kiss her on her forehead. Kiss her on her cheek. Show her that youāre always watching.
Firmly grab a fist-full of her hair and look into her eyes, then look down at her lips. Rub her lip with your finger and gaze at her.
You donāt have to be in the bedroom to make love to her entire body. Show her that she belongs to you and that being at your side is her rightful place.
Itās difficult for us as men to comprehend what this really means to our ladies in their deepest cores, and itās easy for us to underappreciate the magnitude of it. Iād love to hear input and different perspectives on this. And please feel free to add to this list with what makes you feel safe, whole, and protected.
I have to admit, that I genuinely love clinginess.
Not the loud kind. The quiet, constant kind. When Iām at work and I pick up my phone to see ten messages spread across the day. Not rushed. Not desperate. Just little pieces of her reaching for me in between her own life. She thinks sheās being too much. I think sheās thinking of me, and that matters.
I love when she canāt keep her hands to herself. When she leans into me without asking, slips her fingers into mine, waits for my arm around her waist like itās where she belongs. Itās not neediness to me, itās trust. Itās her saying, without words, that Iām her safe place.
Even when sheās out with friends, laughing, living, enjoying herself, she still sends a quiet I miss you. Not because sheās lonely, but because connection doesnāt switch off when Iām not there.
And hereās the truth, said plainly, like a man who knows his role. I donāt encourage clinginess because I want dependency. I allow it because it shows effort. Presence. Choice. In a world thatās fast, distracted, and starving for attention, choosing one person again and again is discipline.
I donāt push her away when she clings. I steady her. I guide her. I let her rest there. Because feeling important isnāt weakness. Itās the foundation of real control.
truth ~
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this is so beautiful
Mars. Night sky view ŠŠ°ŃŃ. ŠŠøŠ“ на Š½Š¾Ńное небо Marte. Vista del cielo nocturno
Here's to/for the little boy in me that will always be an astronaut AND astronomer at heart.
And one day, I will be getting you a powerful telescope šā¦šļø
If youāre mine, Iāll keep you close. Iāll guide your hands, rest my palm on your lower back when we walk, tuck you into my side when you get quiet, tilt your chin when I want your eyes. Soft kisses, slow touches, gentle control. I donāt stop caring just because the moment is calm. I stay, I hold, I soothe.