I Am Not Complete.

[kayjac97]

Everything about me is 100% soft. Soft hair from probably too much conditioner, soft skin. My stomach is squishy and my legs are soft and clap together when I walk and every time I hug you my arms are soft soft soft soft soft. I’m a sensitive soul, a soft mind to see the world how you do (even if I don’t see it that way too), and above all, a soft heart. And if that bothers you, that’s okay, I’m not for you.

[kayjac97]

In another life, it’d always be your boots on my floor, your coffee mug leaving water stains on my end table, and you for me.

[kayjac97]

What if he’s written “mine” on my upper thigh only in my mind?

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner-deactiv]

Art by: Henry James Garrett

[kayjac97]

I hope that in another world, we’ve carved out a little life together.

I hope that you come home from work and find me in the kitchen, and you’re hungry for me. For my laughter and the way I’d hug you if we didn’t have to have all this space between us.

I hope that you’d smile at me every night, the same way you do when you see me now. But that I can breathe in the smell of you, laundry soap, cut grass, and rain, drawing it all the way into my lungs, letting it choke me, and not ever feeling guilty that I love the way your skin smells.

I hope that in that universe you allow me the privilege of measuring out your medicine when you’re sick, no grumbling, no complaining.

I hope that you rest your head in my lap and let me play with your hair and we aren’t afraid, because if I touch you now we’re just a powder keg waiting to explode so I can’t.

I hope that we stay up late taking apart the universe and putting it back together. That when there’s a chill in the air, I don’t have to hesitate before moving closer to you for warmth. That in that universe, you actually do buy the bottle of wine because it’s sweet and you know I’d like it and we stay up until 3 in the morning sharing it, and we can use glasses because I’m not desperately chasing the taste of you on the rim.

I hope that in that universe we love each other well instead of stealing grins across a crowded room or leaving the air thick with all the things we cannot say and all the distance we cannot cross.

I hope that I smile at you when you catch me looking at you instead of quickly looking away.

I hope that in a different universe, you don’t stop yourself when you go to hug me. That your love for me flows as openly as I feel like mine does for you, embarrassingly.

I hope that in that universe, I’m brave enough to tell you that I love your smile and the way you already have laugh lines, and that you’re the most beautiful person I know.

I hope that you call me honey without chasing it away with a chuckle.

In that universe, I hope the solidity of your love is a weighted blanket and not an animal that thrashes around inside of me, desperate to claw its way out.

I hope in that universe, I wouldn’t have to kill it if it did claw itself free.

[kayjac97]

I feel like everyone else in the world gets to have a partner who’s actually excited about getting engaged but me and it’s exhausting.

[anexperimentallife]

[anonymoustypewriter]

Having screaming fits of rage on occasion where you wave your arms around all higgilty piggilty

[musicalhell]

Also have screaming fits of joy where you wave your arms around all higgilty piggilty

[justeliiijah]

marry someone fully out of your league. they can be a pig but this is not required

[kayjac97]

We’ve both been in love, but never at the same time.

[kayjac97]

I’m a footnote in your story and you ripped pages out of mine.

[kayjac97]

I don’t remember much from the early pandemic because tbh I didn’t leave bed much. But I do remember my boyfriend dragging me out of the house to the drive-in theater when it finally reopened and how much better those nights felt compared to the never ending sea of nothingness that was every other day.

[kayjac97]

Not me, tearing up at 7:30AM on a Wednesday, because my future husband (who has a large belly and big laugh) is going to every Walmart in town to buy every clearanced Barbie Dream House so we can donate them for children in need next Christmas.

I’m marrying a real-life Santa Claus.

[kayjac97]

I wanna love me the way that you love me for all of my pretty and all of my ugly, too. I’d love to see me from your point of view.

[whitepeopletwitter]

[kayjac97]

In light of RBG’s death, my boyfriend is seriously talking about moving up his vasectomy if we lose abortion rights.

We’re so careful with sex, but we don’t want kids ever and know that’d be our option if birth control methods were to ever fail.

Our plan was to both attempt sterilization once we got married (hopefully in 2022), but because I’m 23 and we aren’t married, we fear we won’t have success with my sterilization. He’s 28, almost 29, and male, so we’re hoping he’ll be able to find a doctor who will take him seriously much quicker than I could find a doctor to take me seriously. Once we get married, we’re still going to try and he’s going to get a notarized letter saying that he, as my husband, supports my decision.

We shouldn’t have to do this. But I’m thankful every day that he’s the one I have fighting on my side.

[kayjac97]

I’ve had a horrible headache all day so Horacio suggested putting on Dr. Strangelove because I love Cold War movies and I don’t have to think because I’ve seen it before. So this is love.

[kayjac97]

Cold was the steel of my axe to grind for the boys who broke my heart. Now I send their babies presents.

Invisible String//Taylor Swift

[kayjac97]

Hey y’all. I’m never on here anymore, but this has been bothering me. I made some distasteful, cop sympathetic shit years ago on here during other BLM protests. Fuck that. Black lives matter.